When your time comes to die, be not like those whose hearts are filled with fear of death, so that when their time comes they weep and pray for a little more time to live their lives over again in a different way.
TECUMSEHI am Shawnee! I am a warrior! My forefathers were warriors. From them I took only my birth into this world.
More Tecumseh Quotes
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Live your life that the fear of death can never enter your heart.
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Prepare a noble death song for the day when you go over the great divide.
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Where today are the Pequot? Where are the Narragansett, the Mohican, the Pcanet, and other powerful tribes of our people? They have vanished before the avarice and oppression of the white man, as snow before the summer sun.
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The way, the only way to stop this evil is for the red man to unite in claiming a common and equal right in the land, as it was first, and should be now, for it was never divided.”
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Show respect to all people, but grovel to none.
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The white people have no right to take the land from the Indians, because the Indians had it first.
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We gave them forest-clad mountains and valleys full of game, and in return what did they give our warriors and our women? Rum, trinkets, and a grave.
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When Jesus Christ came upon the Earth, you killed Him. The son of your own God. And only after He was dead did you worship Him and start killing those who would not.
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Sing your death song, and die like a hero going home.
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I am the maker of my own fortune, and Oh! that I could make that of my Red People, and of my country, as great as the conceptions of my mind, when I think of the spirit that rules the universe.
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Love your life, perfect your life, beautify all things in your life. Seek to make your life long and its purpose in the service of your people.
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My father! The sun is my father, and the earth is my mother, and on her bosom I will recline.
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Will we let ourselves be destroyed in our turn without a struggle, give up our homes, our country bequeathed to us by the Great Spirit, the graves of our dead and everything that is dear and sacred to us? I know you will cry with me, ‘Never! Never!’
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Sell a country! Why not sell the air, the clouds and the great sea, as well as the earth? Did not the Great Spirit make them all for the use of his children?
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I am a Shawnee. My forefathers were warriors. Their son is a warrior. From them, I take my only existence.
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