Take only memories, leave only footprints.

Humankind has not woven the web of life. We are but one thread within it. Whatever we do to the web, we do to ourselves. All things are bound together. All things connect.

The air is precious to the red man, for all things share the same breath-the beast, the tree, the man, they all share the same breath. The white man does not seem to notice the air he breathes. Like a man dying for many days, he is numb to the stench.

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

Humans merely share the Earth. We can only protect the land, not own it.

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

The earth is our mother. Whatever befalls the earth befalls the sons of earth. If men spit upon the ground, they spit upon themselves.