Go back home where you came from. This country is mine, and I intend to stay here and to raise this country full of grown people.

Strangely enough, they have a mind to till the soil, and the love of possessions is a disease in them.

Inside of me there are two dogs. One is mean and evil and the other is good and they fight each other all the time. When asked which one wins I answer, the one I feed the most.

Behold, my friends, the spring is come; the earth has gladly received the embraces of the sun, and we shall soon see the results of their love!

The white man knows how to make everything, but he does not know how to distribute it.

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

Go back home where you came from. This country is mine, and I intend to stay here and to raise this country full of grown people.