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A cold wind blew on the prairie on the day the last buffalo fell. A death wind for my people.

Sitting Bull

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?
SITTING BULL

Born Country Death Father Live Love Myself People Skin Wrong
Therefore, I do not wish to consider any proposition to cede any portion of our tribal holdings to the Great Father.
SITTING BULL

Father Greatness Hold Land Ourselves Possession
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.
SITTING BULL

Desire Greatness Man Myself Place Spirit White
If a man loses anything and goes back and looks carefully for it, he will find it.
SITTING BULL

Care Himself Lose Man
What white man can say I never stole his land or a penny of his money? Yet they say that I am a thief.
SITTING BULL

Man Money Myself Theft White
As individual fingers we can easily be broken, but all together we make a mighty fist.
SITTING BULL

Break Easy Fingers Strong Togetherness
I am nothing, neither a chief nor a soldier.
SITTING BULL

Leadership Myself Soldier
God made me an Indian, but not a reservation Indian.
SITTING BULL

Build God Identity Myself
Each man is good in His sight. It is not necessary for eagles to be crows.
SITTING BULL

Goodness Himself Man See
I have killed, robbed, and injured too many white men to believe in a good peace. They are medicine, and I would eventually die a lingering death. I had rather die on the field of battle.
SITTING BULL

Battle Believe Death Goodness Injury Kill Man Myself White
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.
SITTING BULL

Dog Evil Feed Fight Goodness Myself Philosophy Time
The meat of the buffalo tastes the same on both sides of the border.
SITTING BULL

Side Taste
He put in your heart certain wishes and plans; in my heart he put other different desires.
SITTING BULL

Desire Different Heart Himself Planning
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?
SITTING BULL

Battle Boy Man Ourselves Rise Sun Warrior World
Only seven years ago we made a treaty by which we were assured that the buffalo country should be left to us forever. Now they threaten to take that from us also.
SITTING BULL

Agreement Country Forever Threat Time
They claim this mother of ours, the Earth, for their own use, and fence their neighbors away from her, and deface her with their buildings and their refuse.
SITTING BULL

Build Earth Herself Mom Nature Ourselves

A cold wind blew on the prairie on the day the last buffalo fell. A death wind for my people.

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