Who Would Be Free Themselves Must Strike

In A Composite Nation Like Ours, Made Up Of Almost Every Variety Of The Human Family, There Should Be, As Before The Law, No Rich, No Poor, No High, No Low, No Black, No White, But One Country, One Citizenship Equal Rights And A Common Destiny For All. A Government That Cannot Or Does Not Protect The Humblest Citizen In His Right To Life, Liberty And The Pursuit Of Happiness, Should Be Reformed Or Overthrown, Without Delay.

Men Are Whipped Oftenest Who Are Whipped Easiest.

This War, Disguise It As They May, Is Virtually Nothing More Or Less Than Perpetual Slavery Against Universal Freedoms.

My Great And Exceeding Joy Over These Stupendous Achievements, Especially Over The Abolition Of Slavery (which Had Been The Deepest Desire And The Great Labor Of My Life), Was Slightly Tinged With A Feeling Of Sadness.

Grandmother Pointed Out My Brother Perry, My Sister Sarah, And My Sister Eliza, Who Stood In The Group. I Had Never Seen My Brother Nor My Sisters Before; And, Though I Had Sometimes Heard Of Them, And Felt A Curious Interest In Them, I Really Did Not Understand What They Were To Me, Or I To Them. We Were Brothers And Sisters, But What Of That? Why Should They Be Attached To Me, Or I To Them? Brothers And Sisters Were By Blood; But Slavery Had Made Us Strangers. I Heard The Words Brother And Sisters, And Knew They Must Mean Something; But Slavery Had Robbed These Terms Of Their True Meaning.