Where I was born and where and how I have lived is unimportant. It is what I have done with where I have been that should be of interest.

Imagination makes you see all sorts of things.

When I think of death, I only regret that I will not be able to see this beautiful country anymore unless the Indians are right and my spirit will walk here after I'm gone.

I have things in my head that are not like what anyone has taught me - shapes and ideas so near to me - so natural to my way of being and thinking that it hasn't occurred to me to put them down.

My first memory is of the brightness of light ... light all around. I was sitting among pillows on a quilt on the ground ... very large white pillows.

Anyone who doesn't feel the crosses simply doesn't get that country.

My first memory is of the brightness of light — light all around.