Frederick Douglass: “The friendless and hungry boy, in his extremest need, found himself in the strong protecting arms of his mother.”

My grandmother was all the world to me, and the thought of being separated from her was a most unwelcome suggestion to my affections and hopes.

Slavery had no recognition of fathers, as none of families.

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

His iron sentences, cold and harsh, sunk like heavy weights deep into my heart, and stirred up within me a rebellion not soon to be allayed.