“He who is well prepared is he who knows that he is nothing compared with Wakan-Tanka, who is everything; then he knows that world which is real.”

The Holy Land is everywhere.

We should understand that the Great Spirit is also above all these things and peoples.

And while I stood there I saw more than I can tell and I understood more than I saw; for I was seeing in a sacred manner the shapes of all things in the spirit, and the shape of all shapes as they must live together like one being.

Everything tries to be round.

Everywhere is the center of the world. Everything is sacred.

It is good to have a reminder of death before us, for it helps us to understand the impermanence of life on this earth, and this understanding may aid us in preparing for our own death.

Let every step you take upon the earth be as a prayer.

I was four years old then, and I think it must have been the next summer that I first heard the voices.

There can never be peace between nations until there is first known that true peace which is within the souls of men.

It is hard to follow one great vision in this world of darkness and of many changing shadows. Among those men get lost.

The visions and ceremonies only made me like a whole through which the power could come to the two-leggeds.

Sometimes dreams are wiser than waking.

But if the Vision was true and mighty, as I know, it is true and mighty yet;for such things are of Spirit, and it is in the darkness of their eyes that men get lost.

I saw more than I can tell / And I understood more than I saw.

The hawk swoops down on its prey, so does the Indian. In his lament he is like an animal.

If I thought that I was doing it myself, the hole would close up and no power could come through. Then everything I could do would be foolish.

Standing even for a short time proves exhausting compared with walking and running though it be for a long time … Nature delights and is restored by alternating and varied actions.

In the States, there has been, compared to the Sixties and Seventies, a huge retrenchment – not just in poetry – into the personal.

If you teach, you see this is not true. It may be that newer generations do not worship the text as some of their elders do.

A thorn in the flesh is nothing compared to a thorn in the conscience.

The Mafia and crime bosses of this world are amateurs compared to this syndicate.

Let’s just hope market forces don’t send short fiction the way of the dinosaur, because their sales are paltry compared to the novel and this is truly unfortunate.

Compared with how we’ve ducked it in the United States, Canada should be really proud of how you have welcomed a significant number of refugees – far more, in fact, than we Americans have, even though our population is vastly larger.

Prison’s a walk in the park compared with being sectioned, mate, it really is.