“I had two sisters carried away in a chain-gang – one of them left two children. We were always uneasy.”

If you hear the dogs, keep going. If you see the torches in the woods, keep going. If there’s shouting after you, keep going. Don’t ever stop. Keep going. If you want a taste of freedom, keep going.

You’ll be free or die!

Farewell, ole Maser, don’t think hard of me, I’m going on to Canada, where all the slaves are free.

Every great dream begins with a dreamer.

It wasn’t me, it was the Lord! I always told Him, ‘I trust to you. I don’t know where to go or what to do, but I expect You to lead me,’ and He always did.

I can’t die but once.

I said to the Lord, I’m going to hold steady on to you, and I know you will see me through.

I think slavery is the next thing to hell. If a person would send another into bondage, he would, it appears to me, be bad enough to send him into hell if he could.

The good Lord has come down to deliver my people, and I must go and help him.

God’s time is always near. He gave me my strength and he set the North Star in the heavens; He meant I should be free.

I am at peace with God and all mankind.

Marcus Garvey had in their times. We just had a more vulnerable enemy.

Quakers almost as good as colored. They call themselves friends and you can trust them every time.

I have heard their groans and sighs, and seen their tears, and I would give every drop of blood in my veins to free them.

I had reasoned this out in my mind; there was on of two things I had a right to, liberty or death; if I could not have one, I would have the other; for no man should take me alive.

I had crossed the line. I was free; but, there was no one there to welcome me to the land of freedom. I was a stranger in a strange land.

The gap between enthusiasm and indifference is filled with failures. The great man is he that does not lose his child’s heart.

Celebrate the birth of a girl child by planting 5 trees in your village.

Passion is always a mystery and unaccountable, and unfortunately there is no doubt that life does not spare its purest children; often it is just the most deserving people who cannot help loving those that destroy them.

I too was naughty as a child & played pranks. The child within us has to be kept alive because that child keeps us alive.

Kids piercing themselves, piercing their tongues, what kind of masochism is that? Is it to show you can just take it?

God the Father’s a deep root; the Son’s the shoot that breaks into the world; the Spirit spreads the beauty & fragrance.

Children must be educated by love, not punishment.

How can you frighten a man whose hunger is not only in his own cramped stomach but in the wretched bellies of his children? You can’t scare him–he has known a fear beyond every other.