Earth does not belong to us; we belong to earth. Take only memories, leave nothing but footprints.

We do not inherit the earth from our ancestors; we borrow it from our children

Only when the last tree has died and the last river has been poisoned and the last fish has been caught will we realise that we can not eat money.

Humankind has not woven the web of life. We are but one thread within it. Whatever we do to the web, we do to ourselves. All things are bound together. All things connect.

Take nothing but memories, leave nothing but footprints!

We are all children of the Great Spirit, we all belong to Mother Earth. Our planet is in great trouble and if we keep carrying old grudges and do not work together, we will all die.

The whites, too, shall pass - perhaps sooner than other tribes. Continue to contaminate your bed and you will one night suffocate in your own waste.

All things share the same breath - the beast, the tree, the man... the air shares its spirit with all the life it supports.

Take only memories, leave only footprints.

When the Earth is sick, the animals will begin to disappear, when that happens, The Warriors of the Rainbow will come to save them.

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.

There are two kinds of people:those who learned to love and those who didn't.

What is the silence of six and what are you going to do about it?

As a football team, you head into the season the same way with confidence and a positive mindset that you are going to win a bunch of football games.

I'd feel better about myself if I did stomach crunches, but I don't.

Fate is not the ruler, but the servant of Providence.

There is no comfortable middle path where we get to provide a rational justification for our basic moral, religious and common sense beliefs.

It is not good to cross the bridge before you get to it.

And for the rest of the night, he couldn’t quite forget the smell of her perfume. Or maybe it was the soft sound of her chuckle. Or maybe it was neither of those things. Maybe it was just her.

The sea darkens And a wild duck s call Is faintly white.

Man is capable of changing the world for the better if possible, and of changing himself for the better if necessary.