Quote by Harriet Jacobs Download Open image ““Would that I had more ability! But my heart is so full, and my pen is so weak!”” — Harriet Jacobs ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 4.4 out of 5 (10 ratings) Copy quoteShare
“There was power in the pen, I knew this for certain...It was there all the time, just waiting for me.” — Shay Youngblood Copy Share Image
“The pen is a formidable weapon, but a man can kill himself with it far more easily than he can kill other people.” — George Dennison Prentice Copy Share Image
“All I need to do is place my pen against paper and your love writes for me.” — Kamand Kojouri Copy Share Image
“The powerful can overpower the power of the pen but then they cannot write with water.” — Amit Abraham Copy Share Image
“My weakness is that I care so much!!! She knew my weakness and USED ME as long as she wants!” — GK Dutta Copy Share Image
“The pen might be mightier than the sword, but the keyboard never runs out of ink.” — Jason Landry Copy Share Image
“My mistress had taught me the precepts of God’s Word: “Thou shalt love thy neighbor as thyself.” “Whatsoever ye would that men should do… — Harriet Jacobs Copy Share Image
“These God-breathing machines are no more, in the sight of their masters, than the cotton they plant, or the horses they tend.” — Harriet Jacobs Copy Share Image
“It seemed as if I were born to bring sorrow on all who befriended me, and that was the bitterest drop in the bitter… — Harriet Jacobs Copy Share Image
“He grew vexed and asked if poverty and hardships with freedom, were not preferable to our treatment in slavery...No, I will not stay. Let… — Harriet Jacobs Copy Share Image
“I admit that the black man is inferior. But what is it that makes him so? It is the ignorance in which white men compel him to live; it is the torturing whip that lashes manhood out of him; it is the fierce bloodhounds of the South, and the scarcely less cruel human bloodhounds of the north, who enforce the… — Harriet Jacobs Copy Share
“What does he know of the half-starved wretches toiling from dawn till dark on the plantations? of mothers shrieking for their children, torn from… — Harriet Jacobs Copy Share Image
“She may be an ignorant creature, degraded by the system that has brutalized her from childhood; but she has a mother's instincts, and is… — Harriet 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 her heartrending… — Harriet Jacobs Copy Share Image
“Why allow the tendrils of the heart to twine around objects which may at any moment be wrenched away” — Harriet Jacobs Copy Share Image
“No, I did not think of him. When a man is hunted like a wild beast he forgets there is a God, a heaven.… — Harriet Jacobs Copy Share Image
