You have been having our rights so long, that you think, like a slave-holder, that you own us. I know that it is hard for one who has held the reins … - Sojourner Truth

I'm not going to die, I'm going home like a shooting star.

Through all the scenes of her eventful life may be traced the energy of a naturally powerful mind — the fearlessness and child-like simplicity of one untrammelled by education or conventional customs — purity of character — an unflinching adherence to principle — and a native enthusiasm, which, under different circumstances, might easily have produced another Joan of Arc. With all her fervor, and enthusiasm, and speculation, her religion is not tinctured in the least with gloom. No doubt, no hesitation, no despondency, spreads a cloud over her soul; but all is bright, clear, positive, and at times ecstatic. Her trust is in God, and from him she looks for good, and not evil. She feels that ‘perfect love casteth out fear.

Oh Lord,' inquired Isabella, 'what is this slavery, that it can do such dreadful things? what evil can it not do?' Well may she ask, for surely the evils it can and does do, daily and hourly, can never be summed up, till we can see them as they are recorded by him who writes no errors, and reckons without mistake.