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.

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

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

When my babe was born, they said it was premature. It weighed only four pounds; but God let it live.

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.

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.

There are wrongs which even the grave does not bury.