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“And what is that religion that sanctions, even by its silence, all that is embraced in the 'Peculiar Institution'? If there can be any thing more diametrically opposed to the religion of Jesus, than the working of this soul-killing system - which is as truly sanctioned by the religion of America as are her minsters and churches - we wish to be shown where it can be found.”

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Sojourner Truth
Sojourner Truth

Sojourner Truth was an American civil rights and social justice activist, renowned for her leadership in the abolitionist and women's rights movements. Born into slavery, she experienced the transition from bondage to freedom and became one of the most influential speakers of the 19th century. more

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“There was a time in Africa the people could fly. Mauma told me this one night when I was ten years old. She said, “Handful, your granny-mauma saw it for herself. She say they flew over trees and clouds. She say they flew like blackbirds. When we came here, we left that magic behind.” She looked at my face, how it flowed with sorrow and doubt, and she said, "You don't believe me? Where you think these shoulder blades of yours come from, girl?" We weren't some special people who had lost our magic. We were slave people, and we weren't going anywhere. It was later I saw what she meant. We could fly all right, but it wasn't any magic to it.”

“ما أثار استغرابنا ليس توهمنا سماع صوت سحب أقسام البنادق فحسب، بل اكتشافنا اننا طوال سيرنا التي تجاوزت بضع ساعات كنا نتوهم صوت رئيس العرفاء يحثنا على السير و يحذرنا من الوقوف، حيث اننا اكتشفنا ان لاوجود لرئيس العرفاء أصلاً. - ألم نسمع صوت رئيس العرفاء طوال الطريق و هو يردد يمين يسار؟ سأل رجل فلم يجبه أحد و لكنني رددت مع نفسي بيقين : - إنه صوت نفسك الأمارة بالعبودية!”

“¡Ay, ese niño, cuánto lo quería! ¡Se parecía muchísimo a mi pobre Henry! ¡Pero había decidido que nunca más dejaría que un hijo mío viviera para hacerse adulto! Cogí al pequeño en brazos cuando tenía dos semanas y lo besé y lloré; y después le di láudano y lo estreché contra mi pecho hasta que murió en sueños. ¡Cómo lo eché de menos! Cualquiera hubiera pensado que administrarle el láudano fue un error, pero es una de las pocas cosas de las que me alegro ahora. No me arrepiento tampoco hoy; por lo menos ha dejado de sufrir. ¿Qué le podía dar mejor que la muerta, a la pobre criatura?”