Frederick Douglass: “The great trouble with the Negro in the South is that all presumptions are against him.”

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.

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

Food to the indolent is poison, not sustenance.

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