The Word "rest" Is Not In My

While The Right Of Suffrage Is Conceded To Thousands Notoriously Ignorant, Vicious, And Drunken, ... A Constitutional Denial To Black Men, As Such, Of Political Rights Freely Secured To White Men, Is Monstrously Unjust And Irrational.

If, On A Full And Final Review, My Life And Practice Shall Be Found Unworthy Of My Principles, Let Due Infamy Be Heaped On My Memory; But Let None Be Led Thereby To Distrust The Principles To Which I Proved Recreant, Nor Yet The Ability Of Some To Adorn Them By A Suitable Life And Conversation. To Unerring Time Be All This Committed.

The Word "rest" Is Not In My Vocabulary.

Printer's Ink Is The Great Apostle Of Progress, Whose Pulpit Is The Press.

I Am Too Sick To Be Out Of Bed, Too Crazy To Sleep, And Am Surrounded By Horrors.