I am nothing, truth is everything.

I must keep some standard of principle fixed within myself.

A house divided against itself cannot stand.

Let there be no compromise on the question of extending slavery. If there be, all our labor is lost, and, ere long, must be done again.

The ant, who has toiled and dragged a crumb to his nest, will furiously defend the fruit of his labor, against whatever robber assails him. So plain, that the most dumb and stupid slave that ever toiled for a master, does constantly know that he is wronged.

I am rather inclined to silence, and whether that be wise or not, it is at least more unusual nowadays to find a man who can hold his tongue than to find one who cannot.

It is difficult to make a man miserable while he feels worthy of himself and claims kindred to the great God who made him.