First kill me before you take possession of my Fatherland.
SITTING BULLWhen I was a boy, the Sioux owned the world. The sun rose and set on their land; they sent ten thousand men to battle. Where are the warriors today? Who slew them? Where are our lands? Who owns them?
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As individual fingers we can easily be broken, but all together we make a mighty fist.
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If the Great Spirit had desired me to be a white man he would have made me so in the first place. He put in your heart certain wishes and plans, and in my heart he put other and different desires. It is not necessary for eagles to be crows.
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What white man has ever seen me drunk? Who has ever come to me hungry and left me unfed? Who has seen me beat my wives or abuse my children? What law have I broken?
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Inside of me there are two dogs. One is mean and evil and the other is good and they fight each other all the time. When asked which one wins I answer, the one I feed the most.
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Each man is good in the sight of the Great Spirit.
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Each man is good in His sight. It is not necessary for eagles to be crows.
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Go back home where you came from. This country is mine, and I intend to stay here and to raise this country full of grown people.
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There are things they tell us that sound good to hear, but when they have accomplished their purpose they will go home and will not try to fulfill our agreements with them.
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What does it matter how long I pray, so long as my prayers are answered?
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It does not take many words to tell the truth.
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I was very sorry when I found out that your intentions were good and not what I supposed they were.
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The life my people want is a life of freedom. I have seen nothing that a white man has, houses or railways or clothing or food, that is as good as the right to move in the open country and live in our fashion.
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When I was a boy, the Sioux owned the world. The sun rose and set on their land; they sent ten thousand men to battle. Where are the warriors today? Who slew them? Where are our lands? Who owns them?
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I wish it to be remembered that I was the last man of my tribe to surrender my rifle.
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What white woman, however lonely, was ever captive or insulted by me? Yet they say I am a bad Indian.
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