We are a part of the earth and it is part of us.

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

We do not own the freshness of the air or the sparkle of the water. How can you buy them from us?

Your religion was written on tablets of stone, ours on our hearts. 8. We are part of the earth and the earth is part of us.

. . . the deer, the horse, the great eagle, these are our brothers. The rocky crests, the juices in the meadows, the body heat of the pony and man - all belong to the same family. . . . The White Man must treat the beasts of this land as his brothers.

All things are connected like the blood which unites one family.

The whites, too, shall pass - perhaps sooner than other tribes. Continue to contaminate your bed and you will one night suffocate in your own waste.