This nation is like a spring freshet; it overruns its banks and destroys all who are in its path.

You think I am a fool, but you are a greater fool than I am.

I wish it to be remembered that I was the last man of my tribe to surrender my rifle.

God made me an Indian.

What treaty that the whites have kept has the red man broken? Not one.

First kill me before you take possession of my Fatherland.

This nation is like a spring freshet; it overruns its banks and destroys all who are in its path.