Every seed is awakened, and all animal life.
From Sitting Bull
What white man can say I never stole his land or a penny of his money? Yet they say that I am a thief.
What white woman, however lonely, was ever captive or insulted by me? Yet they say I am a bad Indian.
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 am a red man. If the Great Spirit had desired me to be a white man he would have made me so in the first place.
I wish it to be remembered that I was the last man of my tribe to surrender my rifle.
They want us to give up another chunk of our tribal land. This is not the first time or the last time.
I was very sorry when I found out that your intentions were good and not what I supposed they were.
In my early days, I was eager to learn and to do things, and therefore I learned quickly.
Let us put our minds together and see what life we can make for our children.
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