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

Each man is good in the sight of the Great Spirit.

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!

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, but not a reservation Indian.

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.

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