“You remember that my great vision came to me when I was only nine years old, and you have seen that I was not much good for anything until after I had performed the horse dance near the mouth of the Tongue River during my eighteenth summer.”

One of the things I love about doing things that are creative is that I feel like it’s my right as an artist not to be affected by the reactions of those people that are going to hear my songs.

The power of the world always works in circles.

Even the seasons form a great circle in their changing, and always come back again to where they were.

Hear me, four quarters of the world-a relative I am! Give me the strength to walk the soft earth, a relative to all that is! Give me the eyes to see and the strength to understand, that I may be like you. With your power only can I face the winds.

Everything the Power of the World does is done in a circle.

It may be that some little root of the sacred tree still lives. Nourish it then, that it may leaf and bloom and fill with singing birds.

Any man who is attached to things of this world is one who lives in ignorance and is being consumed by the snakes of his own passions

Behold this day. It is yours to make.

Crazy Horse dreamed and went into the world where there is nothing but the spirits of things. That is the real world that is behind this one, and everything we see here is something like a shadow from that world….

It is in the darkness of their eyes that men lose their way.

But I think I have done right to save the vision in this way, even though I may die sooner because I did it; for I know the meaning of the vision is wise and beautiful and good; and you can see that I am only a pitiful old man after all.

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.

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

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.

When you completely extract yourself from anything familiar.

Is it possible for a person to love without wanting love back? Is anything so pure? Or is love, by its nature, a reciprocity, like oceans and clouds, an evaporating of seawater and a replenishing by rain?

Memory is just as much of an instrument as anything else in music.

What I enjoy doing more than anything is.

Technology is anything that wasn’t around when you were born.

Bad criticism drives good criticism out of circulation. You just can’t criticize anything.

Is anything so pure? Or is love, by its nature, a reciprocity, like oceans and clouds, an evaporating of seawater and a replenishing of rain?

Reagan didn’t put anything off the table, if he felt it was for the good of the American people to tweak the tax system.