If the Great Spirit had desired me to be a white man he would have made me so in the first place. He put in your heart certain wishes and plans, and in my heart he put other and different desires. It is not necessary for eagles to be crows.

What white woman, however lonely, was ever captive or insulted by me? Yet they say I am a bad Indian.

First kill me before you take possession of my Fatherland.

In my early days, I was eager to learn and to do things, and therefore I learned quickly.

Therefore, I do not wish to consider any proposition to cede any portion of our tribal holdings to the Great Father.

What white man can say I never stole his land or a penny of his money? Yet they say that I am a thief.

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!