Cursed be he that scalps the reputation of the dead.

A man who would not love his father's grave is worse than a wild animal.

I said in my heart that, rather than have war, I would give up my country.

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.

I am not a child, I think for myself. No man can think for me.

Cursed be he that scalps the reputation of the dead.

I am tired of talk that comes to nothing.