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“I feel now that the time is come when even a woman or a child who can speak a word for freedom and humanity is bound to speak. . . . I hope every woman who can write will not be silent.”
Even though slavery isn’t legal anymore, I believe it’s important to remember the past as it truly was, not as we wish it to be.”
“I don’t like remembering the bad times, but the Lord has a way of using them to get you to where he wants you to go.”
Maybe confidence in oneself had nothing to do with what other folks thought or did. Maybe it was deep down inside you, just waiting to be let loose like a spring of water gushing to the surface.
Wasn’t that what life was about? To know and be known. To offer encouragement to others and share the burdens we all face. No matter the color of one’s skin, weren’t we all supposed to care about each other?
The things I endured in my pitiful life as a slave didn’t mean God isn’t good or that he don’t love us.”
Was that the key to surviving, no matter what life hands you? Find the good among the ashes?
“Hatred is a powerful thing. It can turn a person into something they ain’t.
“Maybe not, but that’s between her and her Maker. I won’t let hatred steal away the peace I have in my heart. You can’t let it steal yours either.”
“Maybe that’s the whole point. What we believe and what we think are not static. Experiences and people leave a mark on us and change us.
