The death I should prefer would be to break my neck off the back of a good horse at a full gallop on a fine day.
Fanny KemblePlace, time, life, death, earth, heaven are divisions and distinctions we make, like the imaginary lines we trace upon the surface of the globe.
Fanny Kemble[On John Brown:] The poor wretch is hanged, but from his grave a root of bitterness will spring, the fruit of which at no distant day may be disunion and civil war.
Fanny Kemblechildren are made of eyes and ears, and nothing, however minute, escapes their microscopic observation.
Fanny KembleRome ... seems to me the place in the world where one can best dispense with happiness.
Fanny KembleThe Southern newspapers, with their advertisements of negro sales and personal descriptions of fugitive slaves, supply details of misery that it would be difficult for imagination to exceed. Scorn, derision, insult, menace - the handcuff, the last - the tearing away of children from parents, of husbands from wives - the weary trudging in droves along the common highways, the labor of body, the despair of mind, the sickness of heart - these are the realities which belong to the system, and form the rule, rather that the exception, in the slave's experience.
Fanny Kemble