The degradation, the wrongs, the vices, that grow out of slavery, are more than I can describe. They are greater than you would willingly believe.

There are no bonds so strong as those which are formed by suffering together

The beautiful spring came; and when Nature resumes her loveliness, the human soul is apt to revive also.

There are wrongs which even the grave does not bury.

When they told me my new-born babe was a girl, my heart was heavier than it had ever been before. Slavery is terrible for men; but it is far more terrible for women.

Cruelty is contagious in uncivilized communities.

My master had power and law on his side; I had a determined will. There is might in each.

No pen can give an adequate description of the all-pervading corruption produced by slavery.

Hot weather brings out snakes and slaveholders, and I like one class of the venomous creatures as little as I do the other.

I would rather drudge out my life on a cotton plantation, till the grave opened to give me rest, than to live with an unprincipled master and a jealous mistress.

Lives that flash in sunshine, and lives that are born in tears, receive their hue from circumstances.

When someone says you've changed, it's because you are no longer willing to live your life their way

Love in its essence is unconditional. When conditions, exceptions, and ultimatums are cast into the mix, its purity changes. It is no longer love and should be referred to by a less-desirable name.

Knowledge of the self is the mother of all knowledge. So it is incumbent on me to know my self, to know it completely, to know its minutiae, its characteristics, its subtleties, and its very atoms.

And when you look along the way we've come, there are spirals of vultures wheeling.

As long as there are musicians who have a passion for spontaneity, for creating something thats never been before, the art form of jazz will flourish.

When you advertise fire extinguishers, open with the fire.

In a pleasant spring morning all men's sins are forgiven.

One of the first bands to break out of Seattle was Heart.

Her glass wings are gone.

I will dance and frolic with my Fronkeys from here to eternity.