I know Great Spirit is looking down upon me from above, and will hear what I say.

I am here by the will of the Great Spirit, and by his will I am chief.

They claim this mother of ours, the Earth, for their own use, and fence their neighbors away from her, and deface her with their buildings and their refuse.

A cold wind blew on the prairie on the day the last buffalo fell. A death wind for my people.

God made me an Indian.

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

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