Frederick Douglass: “It is the sober, thinking slave who is dangerous, and needs the vigilance of his master, to keep him a slave.”

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

I looked into this kitchen with peculiar interest, and remembered that it was there I last saw my mother.

He was called upon not merely to administer the government, but to decide, in the face of terrible odds, the fate of the Republic.

The sentiment that brings us here to-day is one of the noblest that can stir and thrill the human heart.