Poverty is the step-mother of genius.
I am a poor man, but I have this consolation: I am poor by accident, not by design.
Seneca devoted much of his time to writing essays in praise of poverty, and in lending money at usurious rates.
Poverty is one of them kind of misfortunes that we all of us dread but none of us pity.
Wisdom deprives even poverty of half its power.
Remember the poor, it costs nothing.