Each man is good in the sight of the Great Spirit.
SITTING BULLA cold wind blew on the prairie on the day the last buffalo fell. A death wind for my people.
More Sitting Bull Quotes
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Strangely enough, they have a mind to till the soil, and the love of possessions is a disease in them.
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I want to tell you that if the Great Spirit had chosen anyone to be the chief of this country, it is myself.
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Now that we are poor, we are free. No white man controls our footsteps.
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In my early days, I was eager to learn and to do things, and therefore I learned quickly.
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You come here to tell us lies, but we don’t want to hear them. If we told you more, you would have paid no attention. That is all I have to say.
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I know Great Spirit is looking down upon me from above, and will hear what I say.
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It is through this mysterious power that we too have our being, and we therefore yield to our neighbors, even to our animal neighbors, the same right as ourselves to inhabit this vast land.
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The meat of the buffalo tastes the same on both sides of the border.
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I 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.
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I was very sorry when I found out that your intentions were good and not what I supposed they were.
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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?
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He put in your heart certain wishes and plans; in my heart he put other different desires.
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God made me an Indian.
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Therefore, I do not wish to consider any proposition to cede any portion of our tribal holdings to the Great Father.
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When I was a boy, the Sioux owned the world. The sun rose and set on their land; they sent ten thousand men to battle. Where are the warriors today? Who slew them? Where are our lands? Who owns them?
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