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There is something akin to freedom in having a lover who has no control over you, except that which he gains by kindness and attachment. ↗

— Harriet Ann Jacobs

#attachment #control #except #freedom #gains

Always it gave me a pang that my children had no lawful claim to a name. ↗

— Harriet Ann Jacobs

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But I now entered on my fifteenth year - a sad epoch in the life of a slave girl. My master began to whisper foul words in my ear. Young as I was, I could not remain ignorant of their import. ↗

— Harriet Ann Jacobs

#could #ear #entered #epoch #fifteenth

Dr. Flint had sworn that he would make me suffer, to my last day, for this new crime against him, as he called it; and as long as he had me in his power he kept his word. ↗

— Harriet Ann Jacobs

#called #crime #day #dr #flint

If you want to be fully convinced of the abominations of slavery, go on a southern plantation, and call yourself a negro trader. Then there will be no concealment; and you will see and hear things that will seem to you impossible among human beings with immortal souls. ↗

— Harriet Ann Jacobs

#among #beings #call #concealment #convinced

Sometimes there are two very opposite directions, and we go with the stronger one at the end. It's an impulse thing, like, 'Oh, I love both so much, but it's got to be one or the other because the two don't work together.' ↗

— Marc Jacobs

#both #directions #end #go #got

The slave girl is reared in an atmosphere of licentiousness and fear. ↗

— Harriet Ann Jacobs

#fear #girl #licentiousness #reared #slave

There is a great difference between Christianity and religion at the south. If a man goes to the communion table, and pays money into the treasury of the church, no matter if it be the price of blood, he is called religious. ↗

— Harriet Ann Jacobs

#blood #called #christianity #church #communion

When I was six years old, my mother died; and then, for the first time, I learned, by the talk around me, that I was a slave. ↗

— Harriet Ann Jacobs

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When they told me my new-born babe was a girl, my heart was heavier than it had ever been before. Slavery is terrible for men; but it is far more terrible for women. ↗

— Harriet Ann Jacobs

#been #before #ever #far #girl