They Want Us To Give

It Is Through This Mysterious Power That We Too Have Our Being, And We Therefore Yield To Our Neighbors, Even To Our Animal Neighbors, The Same Right As Ourselves To Inhabit This Vast Land.

I Will Remain What I Am Until I Die, A Hunter, And When There Are No Buffalo Or Other Game I Will Send My Children To Hunt And Live On Prairie, For Where An Indian Is Shut Up In One Place His Body Becomes Weak.

The White Man Knows How To Make Everything, But He Does Not Know How To Distribute It.

Every Seed Is Awakened, And All Animal Life.

Our Religion Seems Foolish To You, But So Does Yours To Me. The Baptists And Methodists And Presbyterians And The Catholics All Have A Different God. Why Cannot We Have One Of Our Own?