When the passage "All men are born free and equal," when that passage was being written were not some of the signers legalised owners of slaves?

...The silent reminiscence of hardships departed, is sweeter than the presence of delight.

You must have plenty of sea-room to tell the truth in.

There is nothing so slipperily alluring as sadness; we become sad in the first place by having nothing stirring to do; we continue in it, because we have found a snug sofa at last.

See how elastic our prejudices grow when once love comes to bend them.

We die, because we live.

Love is both Creator's and Saviour's gospel to mankind; a volume bound in rose-leaves, clasped with violets, and by the beaks of humming-birds printed with peach-juice on the leaves of lilies.