An Indian respects a brave man, but he despises a coward.
My father was the first to see through the schemes of the white man.
When I think of our condition, my heart is heavy. I see men of my own race treated as outlaws and driven from country to country, or shot down like animals.
If the white man wants to live in peace with the Indian he can live in peace.
We soon found that the white men were growing rich very fast, and were greedy.
I know that my race must change.