I didn't know I was a slave until I found out I couldn't do the things I wanted.

I know no class of my fellowmen, however just, enlightened, and humane, which can be wisely and safely trusted absolutely with the liberties of any other class.

Despite of it all, the Negro remains... cool, strong, imperturbable, and cheerful.

The silver trump of freedom roused in my soul eternal wakefulness.

People might not get all they work for in this world, but they must certainly work for all they get.

Heaven's blessing must attend all, and freedom must soon be given to the pining millions under a ruthless bondage.

The limits of tyrants are prescribed by the endurance of those whom they oppose.