Frederick Douglass: “The more I read, the more I was led to abhor and detest my enslavers.”

For the moment the northern lamb was transformed into a lion, and his roar was terrible.

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.

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.