Has the God who made the white man and the black left any record declaring us a different species? Are we not sustained by the same power, supported by the same food. . . . And should we not then enjoy the same liberty. . .?
Interpretation
The quote questions the notion of racial difference and advocates for equality among all humans.
James Forten's quote challenges the idea of racial superiority by pointing out that all humans are created by the same God and share the same basic needs and rights. He emphasizes the importance of liberty and equality, suggesting that the arbitrary distinctions made between races are unfounded and unjust.
In practice
During a panel discussion on racial equality, this quote can be used to emphasize shared humanity.
Whilst so much is being done in the world, to ameliorate the condition of mankind, and the spirit of Freedom is marching with rapid strides and causing tyrants to tremble, may America awake from the apathy in which she has long slumbered.
All our scientific and philosophic ideals are altars to unknown gods.
The conflict that exists today is no more than an old-style struggle for power, once again presented to mankind in semireligious trappings. The difference is that, this time, the development of atomic power has imbued the struggle with a ghostly character; for both parties know and admit that, should the quarrel deteriorate into actual war, mankind is doomed.
If I tell you that I would be disobeying the god and on that account it is impossible for me to keep quiet, you won't be persuaded by me, taking it that I am ionizing. And if I tell you that it is the greatest good for a human being to have discussions every day about virtue and the other things you hear me talking about, examining myself and others, and that the unexamined life is not livable for a human being, you will be even less persuaded.
...people with nothing to declare carry the most.
Conscience is the light by which we interpret the will of God in our own lives.
Flaubert was right when he said that our use of language is like a cracked kettle on which we bang out tunes for bears to dance to, while all the time we need to move the very stars to pity.
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