I cherish as strong a love for the land of my nativity as any man living. I am proud of her civil, political and religious institutions - of her high advancement in science, literature and the arts - of her general prosperity and grandeur. But I have some solemn accusations to bring against her. (William Lloyd Garrison)

I cherish as strong a love for the land of my nativity as any man living. I am proud of her civil, political and religious institutions - of her high advancement in science, literature and the arts - of her general prosperity and grandeur. But I have some solemn accusations to bring against her.

William Lloyd Garrison

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