The rich rob the poor and the poor rob one another.
It is hard for the old slave holding spirit to die. But die it must.
Truth is powerful and it prevails.
You have been having our rights so long, that you think, like a slave-holder, that you own us. I know that it is hard for one who has held the reins for so long to give up; it cuts like a knife. It will feel all the better when it closes up again.
And ar'n't I a woman?
I am above eighty years old; it is about time for me to be going. I have been forty years a slave and forty years free and would be here forty years more to have equal rights for all.