When the green hills are covered with talking wires and the wolves no longer sing, what good will the money you paid for our land be then

All things are connected. Whatever befalls the Earth, befalls the children of the Earth.

We do not inherit the earth from our ancestors; we borrow it from our children

Only when the last tree has died and the last river has been poisoned and the last fish has been caught will we realise that we can not eat money.

There is no such place as away.

To us, the ashes of our ancestors are sacred and their resting place is hallowed ground.

There is no death, only a change of worlds.