I looked below and saw my people there, and all were well and happy except one, and he was lying like the dead - and that one was myself.

I cured with the power that came through me.

It is hard to follow one great vision in this world of darkness and of many changing shadows. Among those men get lost.

I had a vision with which I might have saved my people, but I had not the strength to do it.

All things are our relatives; what we do to everything, we do to ourselves. All is really One.

There can never be peace between nations until there is first known that true peace which is within the souls of men.

Once we were happy in our own country and we were seldom hungry, for then the two-leggeds and the four-leggeds lived together like relatives, and there was plenty for them and for us. But the Wasichus came, and they have made little islands for us and other little islands for the four-leggeds, and always these islands are becoming smaller, for around them surges the gnawing flood of the Wasichu; and it is dirty with lies and greed.