Every part of the earth is sacred to my people.

You must teach your children that the ground beneath their feet is the ashes of your grandfathers. So that they will respect the land, tell your children that the earth is rich with the lives of our kin. Teach your children what we have taught our children, that the earth is our mother. Whatever befalls the earth befalls the sons of the earth. If men spit upon the ground, they spit upon themselves.

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.

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

All creation is one. What we do to one, we do to the entire web of life.

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.