“So I took the bright red stick and at the center of the nation’s hoop I thrust it in the earth.”

And when I breathed, my breath was lightning.

A good nation I will make live.This the nation above has said.They have given me the power to make over.

Grown men may learn from very little children, for the hearts of little children are pure, and, therefore, the Great Spirit may show to them many things which older people miss.

We should understand well that all things are the work of the Great Spirit. We should know the Great Spirit is within all things: the trees, the grasses, the rivers, the mountains, and the four-legged and winged peoples; and even more important.

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.

The red-carpet thing of premieres and parties is probably my least favourite part of my job.

We chat about clothes and if we’re going on the red carpet we definitely talk about what we are going to wear.

To think that Donald Trump could have his finger over the big red button is absolutely terrifying.

Pour me another tequila, I’m going to put on your red satin dress. You put on my clothes.

Elizabeth’s back at the Red Cross, and I’m walking the dog.

In 1994, nobody could have predicted ‘Shawshank’ would one day be an iconic movie – and believe me, that would never have happened if Danny Glover had been Red instead of Morgan Freeman.

The red I wear is Indiana’s red, not Moscow’s red. Indiana was here long before communism.

Today, people who call themselves intellectuals are in a form of mental death spiral: they search for, and find, those index cards that support their world view, and clutch little red books like rosaries in the face of all external evidence.