Let us, then, be what we are; speak what we think; and in all things keep ourselves loyal to truth.
Joy, temperance, and repose, slam the door on the doctor's nose.
Look upon the errors of others in sorrow, not in anger.
To charm, to strengthen, and to teach: these are the three great chords of might.
These stars of earth, these golden flowers.
He had mittens, Minjekahwun, Magic mittens made of deer-skin; When upon his hands he wore them, He could smite the rocks asunder, He could grind them into powder.