To us, the ashes of our ancestors are sacred and their resting place is hallowed ground.
Chief SeattleI will not dwell on, nor mourn over, our untimely decay, nor reproach my paleface brothers with hastening it, as we too may have been somewhat to blame.
Chief SeattleYour God is not our God! Your God loves your people and hates mine! He folds his strong protecting arms lovingly about the paleface and leads him by the hand as a father leads an infant son.
Chief SeattleAll things are connected. Whatever befalls the Earth, befalls the children of the Earth.
Chief SeattleTribe follows tribe, nations follow nations like the tides of the sea. It is the order of nature, and regret is useless.
Chief SeattleAll things are connected, like the blood that runs in your family "The water's murmur is the voice of my father's father." 1854 The rivers are our brothers. They quench our thirst. They carry our canoes and feed our children. You must give to the rivers the kindness you would give to any brother.
Chief Seattle