I was very sorry when I found out that your intentions were good and not what I supposed they were.
SITTING BULLAs individual fingers we can easily be broken, but all together we make a mighty fist.
More Sitting Bull Quotes
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I do not wish to be shut up in a corral. All agency Indians I have seen are worthless. They are neither red warriors nor white farmers. They are neither wolf nor dog.
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Each man is good in the sight of the Great Spirit. It is not necessary for eagles to be crows. Now we are poor but we are free. No white man controls our footsteps. If we must die, we die defending our rights.
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Is it wrong for me to love my own? Is it wicked for me because my skin is red? Because I am Sioux? Because I was born where my father lived? Because I would die for my people and my country?
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Strangely enough, they have a mind to till the soil, and the love of possessions is a disease in them.
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First kill me before you take possession of my Fatherland.
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I know Great Spirit is looking down upon me from above, and will hear what I say.
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If a man loses anything and goes back and looks carefully for it, he will find it.
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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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This nation is like a spring freshet; it overruns its banks and destroys all who are in its path.
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What treaty that the whites have kept has the red man broken? Not one.
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This is a good day to die. Follow me!
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If I agree to dispose of any part of our land to the white people I would feel guilty of taking food away from our children’s mouths, and I do not wish to be that mean.
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I am a red man. If the Great Spirit had desired me to be a white man he would have made me so in the first place.
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What does it matter how long I pray, so long as my prayers are answered?
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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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