“Thou didst, in strains of eloquence refin’d, Inflame the soul, and captivate the mind.”

Remember, Christians, Negroes, black as Cain, /May be refin’d and join th’ angelic train.

Aurora hail, and all the thousand dies, Which deck thy progress through the vaulted skies: The morn awakes, and wide extends her rays, On ev’ry leaf the gentle zephyr plays; Harmonious lays the feather’d race resume, Dart the bright eye, and shake the painted plume.

Through thickest gloom look back, immortal shade, On that confusion which thy death has made.

Proceed, great chief, with virtue on thy sideThy every action let the goddess guide.

The world is a severe schoolmaster, for its frowns are less dangerous than its smiles and flatteries, and it is a difficult task to keep in the path of wisdom.

Since my return to America my Master, has at the desire of my friends in England given me my freedom.

In every human Beast, God has implanted a Principle, which we call Love of Freedom; it is impatient of Oppression, and pants for Deliverance.

May be refined, and join the angelic train.

Darkness is dawn not yet born.

When it is dark enough, you can see the stars.

I love you as certain dark things are to be loved, in secret, between the shadow and the soul.

When I write, I write about my surroundings. Sometimes it’s light, and sometimes it gets very dark.

Sometimes when I am alone in my room in the dark, I practice smiling to myself. I do this to be kind to myself, to take good care of myself, to love myself. I know that if I cannot take care of myself, I cannot take care of anyone else.

Everyone is a moon, and has a dark side which he never shows to anybody.

He whom loves touches not walks in darkness.

It was the possibility of darkness that made the day seem so bright.