Everything tries to be round.

It's in the darkness of men's eyes that they get lost.

The song and the drumming were like this: Behold, a sacred voice is calling you; All over the sky a sacred voice is calling.

And if the great fear had not come upon me, as it did, and forced me to do my duty, I might have been less good to the people than some man who had never dreamed at all, even with the memory of so great a vision in me.

I saw more than I can tell / And I understood more than I saw.

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

I cured with the power that came through me. Of course, it was not I who cured,it was the power from the Outer World; the visions and ceremonies only made me like a whole through which the power could come to the two-leggeds. If I thought that I was doing it myself, the hole would close up and no power could come through. Then everything I could do would be foolish.