No Man Can Be Truly Free Whose

...i Recognize The Widest Possible Difference-so Wide, That To Receive The One As Good, Pure, And Holy, Is Of Necessity To Reject The Other As Bad, Corrupt, And Wicked. To Be The Friend Of One, Is Of Necessity To Be The Enemy Of The Other.

Heaven's Blessing Must Attend All, And Freedom Must Soon Be Given To The Pining Millions Under A Ruthless Bondage.

Your National Greatness, Swelling Vanity; Your Denunciation Of Tyrants, Brass-fronted Impudence; Your Shouts Of Liberty And Equality, Hollow Mockery; Your Prayers And Hymns, Your Sermons And Thanksgivings, With All Your Religious Parade And Solemnity, Are, To Him, Mere Bombast, Fraud, Deception, Impiety, And Hypocrisy-a Thin Veil To Cover Up Crimes Which Would Disgrace A Nation Of Savages.

I Have Often Wished Myself A Beast. I Preferred The Condition Of The Meanest Reptile To My Own. Any Thing, No Matter What, To Get Rid Of Thinking! It Was This Everlasting Thinking Of My Condition That Tormented Me. There Was No Getting Rid Of It. It Was Pressed Upon Me By Every Object Within Sight Or Hearing, Animate Or Inanimate.

If There Is No Struggle, There Is No Progress. Those Who Profess To Favor Freedom, And Yet Depreciate Agitation, Are Men Who Want Crops Without Plowing Up The Ground. They Want Rain Without Thunder And Lightning. They Want The Ocean Without The Awful Roar Of Its Many Waters. This Struggle May Be A Moral One; Or It May Be A Physical One; Or It May Be Both Moral And Physical; But It Must Be A Struggle.