They are deceived who flatter themselves that the ignorant and debased slave has no conception of the magnitude of his wrongs. They are deceived who imagine that he arises from his knees with back lacerated and bleeding, cherishing only a spirit of meekness and forgiveness. A day may come - it will, if his prayer is heard. A terrible day of vengeance when the master in his turn will cry in vain for mercy.

I could not comprehend the justice of that law, or that religion, which upholds or recognizes the principle of slavery.

It has been suggested that an account of my life and fortunes would not be uninteresting to the public.

There have been hours in my unhappy life, many of them, when the contemplation of death as the end of earthly sorrow - of the grave as a resting place for the tired and worn out body - has been pleasant to dwell upon.

Really, it was difficult to determine which I had most reason to fear—dogs, alligators or men!

Is everything right because the law allows it?

What difference is there in the color of the soul?