Every where the years bring to all enough of sin and sorrow; but in slavery the very dawn of life is darkened by these shadows

Lives that flash in sunshine, and lives that are born in tears, receive their hue from circumstances.

The secrets of slavery are concealed like those of the Inquisition.

Notwithstanding my grandmother's long and faithful service to her owners, not one of her children escaped the auction block. These God-breathing machines are no more, in the sight of their masters, than the cotton they plant, or the horses they tend.

There must be sophistry in all this; but the condition of a slave confuses all principles of morality, and, in fact, renders the practice of them impossible.

Every where the years bring to all enough of sin and sorrow; but in slavery the very dawn of life is darkened by these shadows

No pen can give an adequate description of the all-pervading corruption produced by slavery.