If we must die, we die defending our rights.

Let us put our minds together and see what life we can make for our children.

The earth has received the embrace of the sun and we shall see the results of that love.

When I was a boy, the Sioux owned the world. The sun rose and set on their land; they sent ten thousand men to battle. Where are the warriors today? Who slew them? Where are our lands? Who owns them?

I want to tell you that if the Great Spirit had chosen anyone to be the chief of this country, it is myself.

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.

If I agree to dispose of any part of our land to the white people I would feel guilty of taking food away from our children's mouths, and I do not wish to be that mean.