W.E.B. Du Bois: “She stood to us as embodied filth and wrong,--but whose filth, whose wrong?”

To him, so far as he thought and dreamed, slavery was indeed the sum of all villainies, the cause of all sorrow, the root of all prejudice; Emancipation was the key to a promised land of sweeter beauty than ever stretched before the eyes…

But they should not keep these prizes, I said; some, all, I would wrest from them.

Between me and the other world there is ever an unasked question: unasked by some through feelings of delicacy; by others through the difficulty of rightly framing it.

The direct result of this system is an all-cotton scheme of agriculture and the continued bankruptcy of the tenant.