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.

Our God, the Great Spirit, seems also to have forsaken us. Your God makes your people wax stronger every day. Soon they will fill all the land.

Man does not weave this web of life. He is merely a strand of it. Whatever he does to the web, he does to himself.

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

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

My words are like the stars that never change.

Earth does not belong to us; we belong to earth. Take only memories, leave nothing but footprints.