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

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.

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.

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

The challenge we’re facing in our country is about more than the actions of a few. It’s about how to transform a justice system that doesn’t work equally for all.

Though we may be physically separated, we, the American people are united in spirit.

There is a Providence that protects idiots, drunkards, children and the United States of America.

My path to victory is to talk about the issues that impact the lives of millions of Americans.

A nation that cannot control its borders is not a nation.

I like L.A., I like the fans, I like to come out here to work.

The man with the best job in the country is the vice-president. All he has to do is get up every morning and say, ‘How is the president?’

I began writing a book on love because I felt that the United States is moving away from love.