Words do not pay for my dead people.
It makes my heart sick when I remember all the good words and the broken promises.
We did not know there were other people besides the Indian until about one hundred winters ago, when some men with white faces came to our country.
I believe much trouble would be saved if we opened our hearts more.
A man who would not love his father's grave is worse than a wild animal.
We are going by you without fighting if you will let us, but we are going by you anyhow!