All Things Are Connected. Whatever Befalls The

The Water's Murmur Is The Voice Of My Father's Father.

Your God Is Not Our God! Your God Loves Your People And Hates Mine! He Folds His Strong Protecting Arms Lovingly About The Paleface And Leads Him By The Hand As A Father Leads An Infant Son.

My Words Are Like The Stars That Never Change.

Man Does Not Weave This Web Of Life. He Is Merely A Strand Of It. Whatever He Does To The Web, He Does To Himself.

All Things Are Connected. Whatever Befalls The Earth, Befalls The Children Of The Earth.