I Am Nothing, Neither A Chief Nor

God Made Me An Indian.

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.

First Kill Me Before You Take Possession Of My Fatherland.

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?

If A Man Loses Anything And Goes Back And Looks Carefully For It, He Will Find It.