For years, my master had done his utmost to pollute my mind with foul images, and to destroy the pure principles inculcated by my grandmother, and the good mistress of my childhood

DURING the first years of my service in Dr. Flint's family, I was accustomed to share some indulgences with the children of my mistress

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

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

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

I was ordered to go for flowers, that my mistress's house might be decorated for an evening party. I spent the day gathering flowers and weaving them into festoons, while the dead body of my father was lying within a mile of me. What cared my owners for that? he was merely a piece of property. Moreover, they thought he had spoiled his children, by teaching them to feel that they were human beings. This was blasphemous doctrine for a slave to teach; presumptuous in him, and dangerous to the masters.

When they told me my new-born babe was a girl, my heart was heavier than it had ever been before. Slavery is terrible for men; but it is far more terrible for women.