Neither the Protestant church nor Anglo-American law was equipped to cope with the staggering problem of the status of the Negro: forced to choose between regarding him as a moral human being and as property, they chose the definition of property. The result was the utter degradation of a people. It was an oppression unparalled in human history. This is the problem we are faced with today: too many white Americans still deny the Negro his position as a moral human being.
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Essay, 'Slave and Citizen' [pub. New York Review of Books, Inaugural Issue, February 1963] - p.37.
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- This Quiet Dust and Other Writings (1982)
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“Neither the Protestant church nor Anglo-American law was equ…” William Styron. Carolina Quotes, record CQ-AC9D1488AC. https://carolinaquotes.com/quote/ac9d1488ac
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