Harriet Ann Jacobs

But I now entered on my fifteenth year – a sad epoch in the life of…

There is a great difference between Christianity and religion at the south. If a man…

But to the slave mother New Year’s day comes laden with peculiar sorrows. She sits…

The beautiful spring came and when Nature resumes her loveliness, the human soul is apt…

There is something akin to freedom in having a lover who has no control over…

I would rather drudge out my life on a cotton plantation, till the grave opened…

Always it gave me a pang that my children had no lawful claim to a…