Good man! Genuine gentleman! God bless George Thompson, the great-hearted friend of my race.

I know and do what is right better than many big men who read.

Life is a hard battle anyway. If we laugh and sing a little as we fight the good fight of freedom, it makes it all go easier. I will not allow my life's light to be determined by the darkness around me.

Where there is so much racket, there must be something out of kilter.

Because of them I can now live the dream. I am the seed of the free, and I know it. I intend to bear great fruit.

I did not run away, I walked away by daylight.

If the first woman God ever made was strong enough to turn the world upside down all alone, these women together ought to be able to turn it back, and get it right side up again! And now they is asking to do it, the men better let them.

I am above eighty years old ... I suppose I am about the only colored woman that goes about to speak for the rights of the colored women. I want to keep the thing stirring, now that the ice is cracked.

When I preaches, I has just one text to preach from, an' I always preaches from this one. My text is, 'When I found Jesus.'

Oh God, you know I have no money, but you can make the people do for me, and you must make the people do for me.

If the Lord comes and burns -- as you say he will -- I am not going away; I am going to stay here and stand the fire, like Shadrach, Meshach, and Abednego! And Jesus will walk with me through the fire and keep me from harm.

The Lord gave me 'Sojourner,' because I was to travel up an' down the land, showin' the people their sins an' bein' a sign unto them. Afterwards, I told the Lord I wanted another name 'cause everybody else had two names, and the Lord gave me 'Truth,' because I was to declare the truth to people.

It is written that there shall be a separation, and the sheep shall be separated from the goats. The other preachers have the sheep; I have the goats. And I have a few sheep among my goats, but they are very ragged.

Though it seems curious, I do not remember ever asking for anything but what I got it. And I always received it as an answer to my prayers.

I have plowed and planted and gathered into barns, and no man could head me. And aren't I a woman?

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

Then that little man in black there, he says women can't have as much rights as men, 'cause Christ wasn't a woman! Where did your Christ come from? Where did Christ come from? From God and a woman! Man had nothing to do with Him.

God will take care of the poor trampled slave, but where will the slaveholder be when eternity begins?

Truth is powerful and it prevails.

If my cup won't hold but a pint and yourn holds a quart, wouldn't ye be mean not to let me have my little half-measure full?