Frederick Douglass: “No one could tell among which pile of chattels I should be flung.”

A son of toil himself, he was linked in brotherly sympathy with the sons of toil in every loyal part of the republic.

The black man (unlike the Indian) loves civilization.

To make a man a slave was to rob him of moral responsibility.

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.