Now that we are poor, we are free. No white man controls our footsteps.
SITTING BULLEach man is good in the sight of the Great Spirit.
More Sitting Bull Quotes
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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.
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There are things they tell us that sound good to hear, but when they have accomplished their purpose they will go home and will not try to fulfill our agreements with them.
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What white man can say I never stole his land or a penny of his money? Yet they say that I am a thief.
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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?
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They want us to give up another chunk of our tribal land. This is not the first time or the last time.
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If we must die, we die defending our rights.
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Healthy feet can feel the very heart of Mother Earth.
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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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This is a good day to die. Follow me!
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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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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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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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Each man is good in the sight of the Great Spirit. It is not necessary for eagles to be crows. Now we are poor but we are free. No white man controls our footsteps. If we must die, we die defending our rights.
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It does not take many words to tell the truth.
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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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