Frederick Douglass: “No one could tell among which pile of chattels I should be flung.”

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

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.

It was perhaps better for the country and for mankind that the good man could not know the end from the beginning.

Food to the indolent is poison, not sustenance.