#homeless

In Illinois, community, migrant, homeless and public housing health centers operate 268 primary care sites and serve close to 1 million patients every year. ↗

— Jan Schakowsky

#centers #close #community #every #health

She had to kill him. She had to kill Beckett the next time she saw him or all she’d done to become an exquisite monster would be for nothing. ↗

— Debra Anastasia

#love #poughkeepsie #love

Is that shooting star just a happy accident or has the universe had it planned for a thousand years?” He tilted his face to the sky, his eyes tracking an imaginary star as it screamed to earth. He looked back to her. “Either way, you can’t stop it. You can beg it to slow down or you can just enjoy the show.” “Am I the star in this story or you?” Blake wrinkled his nose and chuckled. “Was that a bad analogy? I meant we’re the star, Livia. Us. This.” He shrugged his shoulders like it was the most obvious thing in the world. “Us being in the same atmosphere is either a great cosmic catastrophe or the most serendipitous rendezvous. ↗

— Debra Anastasia

#love #poughkeepsie #love

Many foster children have had difficulty making the transition to independent living. Several are homeless, become single parents, commit crimes, or live in poverty. They are also frequent targets of crime. ↗

— Charles Foster Bass

#become #children #commit #crime #crimes

Homelessness is a part of our American system. There should be nothing wrong with this condition as long as the individual is not sentenced to unnecessary suffering and punishment. ↗

— Jerzy Kosinski

#condition #homelessness #individual #long #nothing

Persons who have been homeless carry within them a certain philosophy of life which makes them apprehensive about ownership. ↗

— Jerzy Kosinski

#apprehensive #been #carry #certain #homeless

That was our first home. Before I felt like an island in an ocean, before Calcutta, before everything that followed. You know it wasn’t a home at first but just a shell. Nothing ostentatious but just a rented two-room affair, an unneeded corridor that ran alongside them, second hand cane furniture, cheap crockery, two leaking faucets, a dysfunctional doorbell, and a flight of stairs that led to, but ended just before the roof (one of the many idiosyncrasies of the house), secured by a sixteen garrison lock, and a balcony into which a mango tree’s branch had strayed. The house was in a building at least a hundred years old and looked out on a street and a tenement block across it. The colony, if you were to call it a colony, had no name. The house itself was seedy, decrepit, as though a safe-keeper of secrets and scandals. It had many entries and exits and it was possible to get lost in it. And in a particularly inspired stroke of whimsy architectural genius, it was almost invisible from the main road like H.G. Wells’ ‘Magic Shop’. As a result, we had great difficulty when we had to explain our address to people back home. It went somewhat like this, ‘... take the second one from the main road….and then right after turning left from Dhakeshwari, you will see a bird shop (unspecific like that, for it had no name either)… walk straight in and take the stairs at the end to go to the first floor, that’s where we dwell… but don’t press the bell, knock… and don't walk too close to the cages unless you want bird-hickeys…’’ ('Left from Dhakeshwari') ↗

— Kunal Sen

#homelessness #reminiscence #architecture

I have always felt a little homeless. It's a strange thing. ↗

— Annie Lennox

#felt #homeless #i #little #strange

I lived rough, by my wits, was homeless, lived on the streets, lived on friends' floors, was happy, was miserable. ↗

— Ben Okri

#friends #happy #homeless #i #lived

To anyone who is homeless, I say, find a home. ↗

— Ben Okri

#find #home #homeless #i #say