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

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

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

Tribe follows tribe, nations follow nations like the tides of the sea. It is the order of nature, and regret is useless.

All things are bound together. All things connect.

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.

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.