Is it wrong for me to love my own? Is it wicked for me because my skin is red? Because I am Sioux? Because I was born where my father lived? Because I would die for my people and my country?

Inside of me there are two dogs. One is mean and evil and the other is good and they fight each other all the time. When asked which one wins I answer, the one I feed the most.

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.

It does not take many words to tell the truth

If we must die, we die defending our rights.

They claim this mother of ours, the Earth, for their own use, and fence their neighbors away from her, and deface her with their buildings and their refuse.

I wish it to be remembered that I was the last man of my tribe to surrender my rifle.

The white man knows how to make everything, but he does not know how to distribute it.

Behold, my friends, the spring is come; the earth has gladly received the embraces of the sun, and we shall soon see the results of their love!

Our religion seems foolish to you, but so does yours to me. The Baptists and Methodists and Presbyterians and the Catholics all have a different God. Why cannot we have one of our own?

He's taking the change well?" She asked.Except for getting a bit overtired. He's excited, but what 15-year-old wouldn't be under these circumstances?

A girl ask me for a ring and i put one around her whole eye.

When a man is getting better he understands more and more clearly the evil that is still left in him. When a man is getting worse he understands his own badness less and less.

All that is necessary to raise imbecility into what the mob regards as profundity is to lift it off the floor and put it on a platform.

The monstrous thing is not that men have created roses out of this dung heap, but that, for some reason or other, they should want roses.

If we are honest with ourselves, most of us will have to admit that we live out our lives in an ocean of fear.

I have stood your meanness as long as I intend to. You have played the part of a damn scoundrel, and if you were any part of a man I would slap your jaws and force you to resent it.

Yoga is an inner process, which makes it a solitary venture, yet it works better when you have external support.

It's mean to make fun of anybody for the way they look.

Nymphets do not occur in polar regions.