Death is better than slavery.

There is something akin to freedom in having a lover who has no control over you, except that which he gains by kindness and attachment.

The slave girl is reared in an atmosphere of licentiousness and fear.

But I now entered on my fifteenth year - a sad epoch in the life of a slave girl. My master began to whisper foul words in my ear. Young as I was, I could not remain ignorant of their import

I WAS born a slave; but I never knew it till six years of happy childhood had passed away

When I was nearly twelve years old, my kind mistress sickened and died.

If you want to be fully convinced of the abominations of slavery, go on a southern plantation, and call yourself a negro trader. Then there will be no concealment; and you will see and hear things that will seem to you impossible among human beings with immortal souls.