Quotes About Injustice

The benevolent gentleman is sorry; but, then, the thing happens every day! One sees girls and mothers crying at these sales, always! it can't be helped, etc.; and he walks off, with his acquisition, in another direction.

Perhaps the mildest form of the system of slavery is to be seen in the State of Kentucky.

there have been times when I have thought, if the whole country would sink, and hide all this injustice and misery from the light, I would willingly sink with it.

Harriet Beecher Stowe

George was taken home, and put to the meanest drudgery of the farm. He had been able to repress every disrespectful word; but the flashing eye, the gloomy and troubled brow, were part of a natural language that could not be repressed,—indubitable signs, which showed too plainly that the man could not become a thing.

My country again! Mr. Wilson, you have a country; but what country have I, or any one like me, born of slave mothers? What laws are there for us? We don't make them,—we don't consent to them,—we have nothing to do with them; all they do for us is to crush us, and keep us down.

Harriet Beecher Stowe

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My master! and who made him my master? That's what I think of—what right has he to me? I'm a man as much as he is. I'm a better man than he is.

He had never thought that a fugitive might be a hapless mother, a defenceless child,—like

No matter how kind her mistress is,—no matter how much she loves her home; beg her not to go back,—for slavery always ends in misery.

The slave is always a tyrant, if he can get a chance to be one.

But what needs tell the story, told too oft,—every day told,—of heart-strings rent and broken,—the weak broken and torn for the profit and convenience of the strong! It needs not to be told;—every day is telling it,—telling it, too, in the ear of One who is not deaf, though he be long silent.

Scenes of blood and cruelty are shocking to our ear and heart. What man has nerve to do, man has not nerve to hear.

Talk of the abuses of slavery! Humbug! The thing itself is the essence of all abuse!

There she lived for years, hugging her wrongs, but making no effort to escape.

Finding your voice in an unequal power arrangement—especially when the more powerful person is shaming you—takes a great amount of courage.

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For my own part, I had rather suffer any inconvenience from having to work occasionally in chambers and kitchen... than witness the subservience in which the menial class is held in Europe.

I grew up like a neglected weed - ignorant of liberty, having no experience of it.

We saw the lightning and that was the guns and then we heard the thunder and that was the big guns; and then we heard the rain falling and that was the blood falling; and when we came to get in the crops, it was dead men that we reaped.

I get disturbed when we have a case that goes off on theory and does injustice to the litigant. I think we're there to try to do justice to him as well as to develop a great, overlying cloud of legal theory.

Why are we so willing not to accept others who are not precisely like us? Why do racism and anti-Semitism, for example, run so deep in the consciousness of many Americans? Is it because of man's basic inhumanity to man, or is it prompted by a sense of inferiority that makes us want to dominate others, to protect our turf, and to seek a status with no competition?

It is a nasty world that only respects bullies.