Now that we are poor, we are free. No white man controls our footsteps.

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

The meat of the buffalo tastes the same on both sides of the border.

What treaty have the Sioux made with the white man that we have broken? Not one. What treaty have the white man ever made with us that they have kept? Not one.

I was very sorry when I found out that your intentions were good and not what I supposed they were.

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

They want us to give up another chunk of our tribal land. This is not the first time or the last time.