What white man has ever seen me drunk? Who has ever come to me hungry and left me unfed? Who has seen me beat my wives or abuse my children? What law have I broken?
SITTING BULLWhat white man has ever seen me drunk? Who has ever come to me hungry and left me unfed? Who has seen me beat my wives or abuse my children? What law have I broken?
SITTING BULLWhat does it matter how long I pray, so long as my prayers are answered?
SITTING BULLIf I agree to dispose of any part of our land to the white people I would feel guilty of taking food away from our children’s mouths, and I do not wish to be that mean.
SITTING BULLI want to tell you that if the Great Spirit had chosen anyone to be the chief of this country, it is myself.
SITTING BULLGo back home where you came from. This country is mine, and I intend to stay here and to raise this country full of grown people.
SITTING BULLThey want us to give up another chunk of our tribal land. This is not the first time or the last time.
SITTING BULLThe life my people want is a life of freedom. I have seen nothing that a white man has, houses or railways or clothing or food, that is as good as the right to move in the open country and live in our fashion.
SITTING BULLI was very sorry when I found out that your intentions were good and not what I supposed they were.
SITTING BULLIs 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?
SITTING BULLHe put in your heart certain wishes and plans; in my heart he put other different desires.
SITTING BULLThe meat of the buffalo tastes the same on both sides of the border.
SITTING BULLI have killed, robbed, and injured too many white men to believe in a good peace. They are medicine, and I would eventually die a lingering death. I had rather die on the field of battle.
SITTING BULLBehold, 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!
SITTING BULLI do not wish to be shut up in a corral. All agency Indians I have seen are worthless. They are neither red warriors nor white farmers. They are neither wolf nor dog.
SITTING BULLI am a red man. If the Great Spirit had desired me to be a white man he would have made me so in the first place.
SITTING BULLGod made me an Indian, but not a reservation Indian.
SITTING BULL