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

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

Our religion is the traditions of our ancestors - the dreams of our old men, given them in solemn hours of the night by the Great Spirit; and the visions of our sachems, and is written in the hearts of our people.

All things are bound together. All things connect.

Your religion was written on tablets of stone, ours on our hearts. 8. We are part of the earth and the earth is part of us.

The earth is our mother. Whatever befalls the earth befalls the sons of earth. If men spit upon the ground, they spit upon themselves.

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