Everything Tries To Be Round.

Hear Me, Four Quarters Of The World-a Relative I Am! Give Me The Strength To Walk The Soft Earth, A Relative To All That Is! Give Me The Eyes To See And The Strength To Understand, That I May Be Like You. With Your Power Only Can I Face The Winds.

But I Think I Have Done Right To Save The Vision In This Way, Even Though I May Die Sooner Because I Did It; For I Know The Meaning Of The Vision Is Wise And Beautiful And Good; And You Can See That I Am Only A Pitiful Old Man After All.

Sometimes Dreams Are Wiser Than Waking.

The Power Of A Thing Or An Act Is In The Meaning And The Understanding.

I Had A Vision With Which I Might Have Saved My People, But I Had Not The Strength To Do It.