Frederick Douglass: “What is its history? and what is its destiny?”

It was in the air, and men breathed it and were permeated by it, often when they were quite unconscious of its presence.

Food to the indolent is poison, not sustenance.

It had no interest in recognizing or preserving any of the ties that bind families together or to their homes.

Our very lack of preparation for the conflict disposed us to look for some other than the way of blood out of the difficulty.