The slave child had no thought for the morrow; but there came that blight, which too surely waits on every human being born to be a chattel.

I can testify, from my own experience and observation, that slavery is a curse to the whites as well as to the blacks. It makes the white fathers cruel and sensual; the sons violent and licentious; it contaminates the daughters, and makes the wives wretched. And as for the colored race, it needs an abler pen than mine to describe the extremity of their sufferings, the depth of their degradation.

When I was six years old, my mother died; and then, for the first time, I learned, by the talk around me, that I was a slave.

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

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

Hot weather brings out snakes and slaveholders, and I like one class of the venomous creatures as little as I do the other.

The war of my life had begun; and though one of God's most powerless creatures, I resolved never to be conquered.