Frederick Douglass: “The prospect, from that point, did look about as dark as any that ever cast its gloom over the vision of the anxious…”

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

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

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

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