Oh God! Like the thunderbird of old I shall rise again out of the sea; I shall grab the instruments of the white man’s success - his education, his skills, and with these new tools I shall build my race into the proudest segment of your society.

Where no one intrudes, many can live in harmony.

We are as much alive as we keep the Earth alive.

May the stars carry your sadness away, may the flowers fill your heart with beauty, may hope forever wipe away your tears. And, above all, may silence make you strong.

First we had the land and they had the Bibles, now we have the Bibles and they have the land

The faintness of the stars, the freshness of the morning, the dewdrop on the flower, speaks to me.

Of all the teachings we receive, this one is most important: Nothing belongs to you of what there is, of what you take, you must share.