Frederick Douglass: “It has, by the act of emancipation, imparted to it a moral beauty.”

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.

Treason had shot its poisonous roots deeper, and had spread its death-dealing branches further than any northern calculation had covered.

The anti-slavery platform had performed its work, and my voice was no longer needed.

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