The earth is the mother of all people, and all people should have equal rights upon it.

Hear me, my chiefs! I am tired. My heart is sick and sad. From where the sun now stands, I will fight no more forever.

Let me be a free man - free to travel, free to stop, free to work.

We gave up some of our country to the white men, thinking that then we could have peace. We were mistaken. The white man would not let us alone.

If the white man wants to live in peace with the Indian he can live in peace.

Treat all men alike. Give them the same law. Give them an even chance to live and grow.

All men were made by the Great Spirit Chief. They are all brothers.

It does not require many words to speak the truth.

I hope that no more groans of wounded men and women will ever go to the ear of the Great Spirit Chief above, and that all people may be one people.

I pressed my father's hand and told him I would protect his grave with my life. My father smiled and passed away to the spirit land.

My father... had sharper eyes than the rest of our people.