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

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

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 earth does not belong to man, man belongs to the earth. All things are connected like the blood that unites us all. Man did not weave the web of life, he is merely a strand in it. Whatever he does to the web, he does to himself.

Take nothing but memories, leave nothing but footprints!

How can your God become our God and renew our prosperity and awaken in us dreams of returning greatness?