On the record
And, my friends, the keenest pang in the grief of all this is, that there is no fiction or romance about it.
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gutenberg.orgAnd, my friends, the keenest pang in the grief of all this is, that there is no fiction or romance about it.
Mann reflects on the painful reality of slavery, asserting its authenticity rather than romanticizing it.
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Out of universal education come genius, skill, and enterprise, and the desire of bettering one’s condition.
Mere knowledge, without the moral sense, can take no cognizance of the everlasting distinctions between right and wrong; and so the blind instinct, unguided by knowledge, will be forever at fault in its conclusions.
Even cold, barren New England, though more than twice as thickly peopled, grew in population at a faster rate than these old slave states.
But the impious hand of man divorces these twin capacities, wherever it denies knowledge.