“For a woman and land, men perish.”

I am a seed which was sewn in the heavens of Rangiatea.

Without foresight or vision the people will be lost.

My language is my awakening, my language is the window to my soul.

The totara has fallen in the forest of Tane.

A white heron flies once.

My friends, this is the essence of life.

Leave your praises for someone else.

The sweet potato does not say how sweet he is.

My success should not be bestowed onto me alone, as it was not individual success but success of a collective.

A canoe which we are all in with no exception.

With red and black the work will be complete.

Marry a man with calloused hands.

It is the octopus who says sitting is working.

Don’t die like a octopus, die like a hammerhead shark.

The leader at the front and the workers behind the scenes.

When one house dies, a second lives.