“Prepare a noble death song for the day when you go over the great divide.”

Abuse no one and no thing, for abuse turns the wise ones to fools and robs the spirit of its vision.

Show respect to all people, but grovel to none.

So live your life that the fear of death can never enter your heart.

Always give a word or sign of salute when meeting or passing a friend, or even a stranger, if in a lonely place.

A single twig breaks, but the bundle of twigs is strong.

The white people have no right to take the land from the Indians, because the Indians had it first.

I would not then come to Governor Harrison to ask him to tear up the treaty, and to obliterate the landmark, but I would say to him, “Sir, you have the liberty to return to your own country.”

Will we let ourselves be destroyed in our turn without a struggle, give up our homes, our country bequeathed to us by the Great Spirit, the graves of our dead and everything that is dear and sacred to us? I know you will cry with me, ‘Never! Never!’

Always give a word or a sign of salute when meeting or passing a friend,even a stranger, when in a lonely place.

I am Shawnee! I am a warrior! My forefathers were warriors. From them I took only my birth into this world.

When the legends die, the dreams end; there is no more greatness.

I am the maker of my own fortune, and Oh! that I could make that of my Red People, and of my country, as great as the conceptions of my mind, when I think of the spirit that rules the universe.

Trouble no one about their religion; respect others in their view and demand that they respect yours.

Sell a country! Why not sell the air, the great sea, as well as the earth? Didn’t the Great Spirit make them all for the use of his children?

From my tribe I take nothing, I am the maker of my own fortune.

Sell a country! Why not sell the air, the clouds and the great sea, as well as the earth? Did not the Great Spirit make them all for the use of his children?

Morning mist like a blanket to dawn, obscures the hope of a new day. Yet the sunrises high, and the blanket falls and hope returns to the stage.

Those who keep speaking about the sun while walking under a cloudy sky are messengers of hope, the true saints of our day.

I still hold hollow hopes for the day, my heart keeps it beat whenever I hear your name.

Just for today, let yourself be human.

Every tomorrow is determined by every today.

Every day, my daddy told me the same thing. ‘Once a task is just begun, never leave it till it’s done. Be the labour great or small, do it well or not at all.’

Spock is definitely one of my best friends. When I put on those ears, it’s not like just another day. When I become Spock, that day becomes something special.

We have to render Islamist extremism as unattractive as communism has become today.