Janet Fitch Quotes

Some chains are forged for us - those are the hardest to bear.

Hee is not free that drawes his chaine.

Though chains be of gold, they are chains all the same.

Of what use were wings to a man fast bound in chains of iron?

Death is better than slavery.

Every where the years bring to all enough of sin and sorrow; but in slavery the very dawn of life is darkened by these shadows.

I will not remain silent, resigned to watch as my fellow prisoners collapse under the strain of slavery-like conditions.

To some extent I liken slavery to death.

Man is born free and everywhere he is in chains.

Man is everywhere still in chains.

Slavery is a weed that grows on every soil.

[Describing slavery:] ... a cruel war against human nature itself.

Familiarize yourselves with the chains of bondage and you prepare your own limbs to wear them.

I think slavery is the next thing to hell. If a person would send another into bondage, he would, it appears to me, be bad enough to send him into hell if he could.

I was in chains all the time, 24 hours a day, for three years. I tried to wear those chains with dignity, even if I felt that it was unbearable.

I think enslavement has evolved to what may seem appropriate to this day's generation. Modern enslavement is imprisonment.

There is no freedom in peaceful slavery.

All people are enslaved by something.

Disguise thyself as thou wilt, still, Slavery," said I, "still thou art a bitter draught.

Slaves lose everything in their chains, even the desire of escaping from them.

Captivity is the greatest of all evils that can befall one.

When it comes to how the slaves treat each other: If you've been brutalized all your life - if you have seen your children sold or your mother beaten and raped and you have been tortured yourself - you are not going to be up for your best behaviour. Even in the 21st century, 100 people in the midst of terrible suffering are not going to be their best people.

Slavery is slavery. The chain of gold is quite as bad as the chain of iron. Is there a way out?

Could you have seen that mother clinging to her child, when they fastened the irons upon his wrists; could you have heard her heart-rending groans, and seen her bloodshot eyes wander wildly from face to face, vainly pleading for mercy; could you have witnessed that scene as I saw it, you would exclaim, Slavery is damnable!

Fetters of gold are still fetters, and the softest lining can never make them so easy as liberty.