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

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

He put in your heart certain wishes and plans; in my heart he put other different desires.

What white man has ever seen me drunk? Who has ever come to me hungry and left me unfed? Who has seen me beat my wives or abuse my children? What law have I broken?

I am a red man. If the Great Spirit had desired me to be a white man he would have made me so in the first place.

If a man loses anything and goes back and looks carefully for it, he will find it.

God made me an Indian, but not a reservation Indian.