Frederick Douglass: “Those beautiful vessels, robed in purest white, so delightful to the eye of freemen, were to me so many shrouded ghosts…”

No word of retaliation when a black man is slain by a rebel in cold blood.

Father he might be, and not be husband, and could sell his own child without incurring reproach, if in its veins coursed one drop of African blood.

To make a man a slave was to rob him of moral responsibility.

If I have had kicks, I have also had kindness.