The Center Of The Universe Is Everywhere.

I Did Not Know Then How Much Was Ended. When I Look Back Now From This High Hill Of My Old Age, I Can Still See The Butchered Women And Children Lying Heaped And Scattered All Along The Crooked Gulch As Plain As When I Saw Them With Eyes Still Young. And I Can See That Something Else Died There In The Bloody Mud, And Was Buried In The Blizzard. A People's Dream Died There. It Was A Beautiful Dream.

It Is Hard To Follow One Great Vision In This World Of Darkness And Of Many Changing Shadows. Among Those Men Get Lost.

The Boys Of My People Began Very Young To Learn The Ways Of Men, And No One Taught Us; We Just Learned By Doing What We Saw, And We Were Warriors At A Time When Boys Now Are Like Girls.

Give Me Strength To Walk The Soft Earth, A Relative To All That Is.

When I Got Back To My Father And Mother And Was Sitting Up There In Our Tepee, My Face Was Still All Puffed And My Legs And Arms Were Badly Swollen; But I Felt Good All Over And Wanted To Get Right Up And Run Around.