It does not require many words to speak the truth.

I believe much trouble would be saved if we opened our hearts more.

I do not believe that the Great Spirit Chief gave one kind of men the right to tell another kind of men what they must do.

Our chiefs are killed. . . . The little children are freezing to death. . . . My people have no blankets, no food. . . . My heart is sick and sad. . . . I will fight no more forever.

The earth is the mother of all people, and all people should have equal rights upon it.

I have asked some of the great white chiefs where they get their authority to say to the Indian that he shall stay in one place, while he sees white men going where they please. They cannot tell me.

Good words do not last long unless they amount to something.

Treat all men alike. Give them the same law. Give them an even chance to live and grow.

Hear me, my chiefs! I am tired. My heart is sick and sad. From where the sun now stands, I will fight no more forever.

It makes my heart sick when I remember all the good words and the broken promises.

We gave up some of our country to the white men, thinking that then we could have peace. We were mistaken. The white man would not let us alone.

I don't think you can do anything for anyone without giving up something of your own.

I sometimes fall into the trap of doing what I think I should be doing rather than what I want to be doing.

Things that came apart could be put together again, but never exactly the same.

People will never set their faces decidedly towards heaven, and live like pilgrims, until they really feel that they are in danger of hell.

Like a ventriloquist who laughs at his dummy's jokes, I keep trying to make photographs that seduce me into believing in the image - all the time knowing better, but believing anyway.

We've believed for 50 years that the Japanese are small Americans who wanted to be like us. They are not.

I think sometimes as an adult, you take people for what they do, and what they are now, instead of the whole picture of their lives.

My films are doing well in Polish cinemas, so I don't really have problems financing them, and my international accolades are helpful.

Our intention is to develop music, theatre and exhibition activities on the Far Eastern regions.

But when I found out that Jamey Rodemeyer had made an It Gets Better video only months before taking his own life, I felt indescribable despair.