If all the beasts were gone, men would die from a great loneliness of spirit, for whatever happens to the beasts also happens to the man. All things are connected. Whatever befalls the Earth befalls the sons 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.

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

Every part of the earth is sacred to my people.

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

Tribe follows tribe, and nation follows nation, like the waves of the sea. It is the order of nature, and regret is useless. Your time of decay may be distant, but it will surely come, for even the White Man ... cannot be exempt from the common destiny.

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