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

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

The white man's God cannot love our people or He would protect them. They seem to be orphans who can look nowhere for help. How then can we be brothers?

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

Man belongs to the Earth, Earth does not belong to man

How can you buy or sell the sky, the warmth of the land? The idea is strange to us. If we do not own the freshness of the air and the sparkle of the water, how can you buy them? Every part of the earth is sacred to my people.