Words do not pay for my dead people.

I would have given my own life if I could have undone the killing of white men by my people.

Good words do not last long unless they amount to something.

We were like deer. They were like grizzly bear.

We were contented to let things remain as the Great Spirit Chief made them. They were not; and would change the rivers and mountains if they did not suit them.

We had good white friends who advised us against taking the war path. My friend and brother, Mr. Chapman, told us just how the war would end.

Some of you think an Indian is like a wild animal. This is a great mistake.