[On Sitting Bull:] The contents of his pockets were often emptied into the hands of small, ragged little boys, nor could he understand how so much wealth should go brushing by, unmindful of the poor.

My mother…was perfectly horrified when I began shooting and tried to keep me in school, but I would run away and go quail shooting in the woods or trim my dresses with wreaths of wildflowers.

After traveling through fourteen foreign countries and appearing before all the royalty and nobility I have only one wish today. That is that when my eyes are closed in death that they will bury me back in that quiet little farm land where I was born.

For me, sitting still is harder than any kind of work.

God intended women to be outside as well as men, and they do not know what they are missing when they stay cooped up in the house.

I ain't afraid to love a man. I ain't afraid to shoot him either.

I ain't afraid to love a man.