The Great Spirit Will Not Make Me

When I Was A Young Man, I Was Poor. In A War With Other Nations, I Was In Eighty-seven Fights. There I Received My Name And Was Made Chief Of My Nation. But Now I Am Old And Am For Peace.

Even If You Live Forty Or Fifty Years In This World, And Then Die, You Cannot Take All Your Goods With You.

The White Man Has Got The Gold Out Of The Land Which Belonged To The Red Man.

The Whites, Who Are Educated And Civilized, Swindle Me, And I Am Not Hard To Swindle Because I Do Not Know How To Read And Write.

The Whites Are The Same Everywhere. I See Them Every Day.