Frederick Douglass: “There is nothing to which prejudice is not equal in the way of perverting the truth and inflaming the passions of men.”

Covey succeeded in breaking me--in body, soul, and spirit.

I wished it was possible I could remain small all my life, knowing that the sooner I grew large the shorter would be my time to remain with them.

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.

Guilty or not guilty, to be accused was to be sure of a flogging.