The first white men of your people who came to our country were named Lewis and Clark. They brought many things that our people had never seen. They talked straight. These men were very kind.
All men were made by the Great Spirit Chief. They are all brothers.
I pressed my father's hand and told him I would protect his grave with my life. My father smiled and passed away to the spirit land.
My father was the first to see through the schemes of the white man.
It does not require many words to speak the truth.
When an Indian fights, he only shoots to kill.
I said in my heart that, rather than have war, I would give up my country.
I know that my race must change.
I want the white people to understand my people.
Our people could not talk with these white-faced men, but they used signs which all people understand.
The earth is the mother of all people, and all people should have equal rights upon it.
We ask to be recognized as men.
A man who would not love his father's grave is worse than a wild animal.
We had a great many horses, of which we gave Lewis and Clark what they needed, and they gave us guns and tobacco in return.
You might as well expect rivers to run backwards as any man born free to be contented penned up.
From where the sun now stands I will fight no more.