No pen can give an adequate description of the all-pervading corruption produced by slavery. — Harriet Ann Jacobs Copy Share Image
“I forgot that in the land of my birth the shadows are too dense for light to penetrate.” — Harriet Ann Jacobs Copy Share Image
The secrets of slavery are concealed like those of the Inquisition. — Harriet Ann Jacobs Copy Share Image
The slave child had no thought for the morrow; but there came that blight, which too surely waits on every human being… — Harriet Ann Jacobs Copy Share Image
The degradation, the wrongs, the vices, that grow out of slavery, are more than I can describe. They are greater than you… — Harriet Ann Jacobs Copy Share Image
When they told me my new-born babe was a girl, my heart was heavier than it had ever been before. Slavery is… — Harriet Ann Jacobs Copy Share Image
Every where the years bring to all enough of sin and sorrow; but in slavery the very dawn of life is darkened… — Harriet Ann Jacobs Copy Share Image
If a slave is unwilling to go with his new master, he is whipped, or locked up in jail, until he consents… — Harriet Ann Jacobs Copy Share Image
There must be sophistry in all this; but the condition of a slave confuses all principles of morality, and, in fact, renders… — Harriet Ann Jacobs Copy Share Image
I can testify, from my own experience and observation, that slavery is a curse to the whites as well as to the… — Harriet Ann Jacobs Copy Share Image
Could you have seen that mother clinging to her child, when they fastened the irons upon his wrists; could you have heard… — Harriet Ann Jacobs Copy Share Image
Notwithstanding my grandmother's long and faithful service to her owners, not one of her children escaped the auction block. These God-breathing machines… — Harriet Ann Jacobs Copy Share Image
“I remained abroad ten months, which was much longer than I had anticipated. During all that time, I never saw the slightest… — Harriet Ann Jacobs Copy Share Image
If you want to be fully convinced of the abominations of slavery, go on a southern plantation, and call yourself a negro… — Harriet Ann Jacobs Copy Share Image
“But to the slave mother New Year's day comes laden with peculiar sorrows. She sits on her cold cabin floor, watching the… — Harriet Ann Jacobs Copy Share Image
I was ordered to go for flowers, that my mistress's house might be decorated for an evening party. I spent the day… — Harriet Ann Jacobs Copy Share Image
“I once two beautiful children playing together. One was a fair white child; the other was her slave, and also her sister.… — Harriet Ann Jacobs Copy Share Image
There must be sophistry in all this; but the condition of a slave confuses all principles of morality, and, in fact, renders the practice… — Harriet Ann Jacobs Copy Share
“Who can blame slaves for being cunning? They are constantly compelled to resort to it. It is the only weapon of the weak and… — Harriet Ann Jacobs Copy Share
“It was a grand opportunity for the low whites, who had no negroes of their own to scourge. They exulted in such a chance… — Harriet Ann Jacobs Copy Share
“I remained abroad ten months, which was much longer than I had anticipated. During all that time, I never saw the slightest symptom of… — Harriet Ann Jacobs Copy Share
But I now entered on my fifteenth year - a sad epoch in the life of a slave girl. My master began to whisper… — Harriet Ann Jacobs Copy Share
For years, my master had done his utmost to pollute my mind with foul images, and to destroy the pure principles inculcated by my… — Harriet Ann Jacobs Copy Share
“Several years after, he passed through our town and preached to his former congregation. In his afternoon sermon he addressed the colored people. 'My… — Harriet Ann Jacobs Copy Share
I WAS born a slave; but I never knew it till six years of happy childhood had passed away — Harriet Ann Jacobs Copy Share
I can testify, from my own experience and observation, that slavery is a curse to the whites as well as to the blacks. It… — Harriet Ann Jacobs Copy Share
I was ordered to go for flowers, that my mistress's house might be decorated for an evening party. I spent the day gathering flowers… — Harriet Ann Jacobs Copy Share
Notwithstanding my grandmother's long and faithful service to her owners, not one of her children escaped the auction block. These God-breathing machines are no… — Harriet Ann Jacobs Copy Share
Hot weather brings out snakes and slaveholders, and I like one class of the venomous creatures as little as I do the other. — Harriet Ann Jacobs Copy Share
