I Am Nothing, Neither A Chief Nor

As Individual Fingers We Can Easily Be Broken, But All Together We Make A Mighty Fist.

What Treaty Have The Sioux Made With The White Man That We Have Broken? Not One. What Treaty Have The White Man Ever Made With Us That They Have Kept? Not One.

First Kill Me Before You Take Possession Of My Fatherland.

A Cold Wind Blew On The Prairie On The Day The Last Buffalo Fell. A Death Wind For My People.

What White Woman, However Lonely, Was Ever Captive Or Insulted By Me? Yet They Say I Am A Bad Indian.