I will remain what I am until I die, a hunter, and when there are no buffalo or other game I will send my children to hunt and live on prairie, for where an Indian is shut up in one place his body becomes weak.
SITTING BULLThe 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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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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Therefore, I do not wish to consider any proposition to cede any portion of our tribal holdings to the Great Father.
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He put in your heart certain wishes and plans; in my heart he put other different desires.
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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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Strangely enough, they have a mind to till the soil, and the love of possessions is a disease in them.
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Every seed is awakened, and all animal life.
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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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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.
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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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What treaty that the whites have kept has the red man broken? Not one.
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The meat of the buffalo tastes the same on both sides of the border.
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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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This nation is like a spring freshet; it overruns its banks and destroys all who are in its path.
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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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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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