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.

And I saw that the sacred hoop of my people as one of many hoops that made one circle.

The soldiers did go away and their towns were torn down; and in the Moon of Falling Leaves (November), they made a treaty with Red Cloud that said our country would be ours as long as grass should grow and water flow.

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

Grandfather, Great Spirit, once more behold me on earth and lean to hear my feeble voice.

Sometimes dreams are wiser than waking.

To use the power of the bison, I had to perform that part of my vision for the people to see.