Frederick Douglass: “It is not what they have done or left undone in the past that turns the scale, but what they are doing, and mean to do…”

The friendless and hungry boy, in his extremest need, found himself in the strong protecting arms of his mother.

The father might be a white man, glorying in the purity of his Anglo-Saxon blood, and his child ranked with the blackest slaves.

For the moment the northern lamb was transformed into a lion, and his roar was terrible.

Food to the indolent is poison, not sustenance.