Frederick Douglass: “Instead of the bright, blue sky of America, I am covered with the soft, grey fog of the Emerald Isle.”

We could not but believe that there existed at the South a latent and powerful Union sentiment which would assert itself at last.

I believed I should get enough to eat at Covey’s, even if I suffered in other respects, and this to a hungry man is not a prospect to be regarded with indifference.

Human liberty excludes all idea of home and abroad.

The friendless and hungry boy, in his extremest need, found himself in the strong protecting arms of his mother.