I utter this word with deepest affection and from the very bottom of my heart.
Bacchus has drowned more men than Neptune.
Posterity will call you the great emancipator, a more enviable title than any crown could be, and greater than any merely mundane treasure.
The priest is the personification of falsehood.
Ah, no, far be from me a thought which I loathe like poison.
To this wonderful page in our country's history another more glorious still will be added, and the slave shall show at last to his free brothers a sharpened sword forged from the links of his fetters.