How can you buy or sell the sky, the warmth of the land? ... The end of living and the beginning of survival.

Our religion is the traditions of our ancestors - the dreams of our old men, given them in solemn hours of the night by the Great Spirit; and the visions of our sachems, and is written in the hearts of our people.

To harm the earth is to heap contempt on its creator.

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

Let him be just and deal kindly with my people, for the dead are not powerless. Dead, did I say? There is no death, only change of worlds.

All things share the same breath - the beast, the tree, the man... the air shares its spirit with all the life it supports.

The white man's dead forget the country of their birth when they go to walk among the stars. Our dead never forget this beautiful Earth, for it is the mother of the red man. We are part of the Earth and it is part of us.