Love your life, perfect your life, beautify all things in your life.
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The way, and the only way, to stop this evil is for all the red men to unite in claiming a common and equal right in the land, as it was at first, and should be yet; for it was never divided, but belongs to all for the use of each.
More Tecumseh Quotes
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When your time comes to die, be not like those whose hearts are filled with fear of death, so that when their time comes they weep and pray for a little more time to live their lives over again in a different way.
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Live your life that the fear of death can never enter your heart.
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Show respect to all people and grovel to none. When you arise in the morning give thanks for the food and for the joy of living. If you see no reason for giving thanks, the fault lies only in yourself.
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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?
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I am a Shawnee. My forefathers were warriors. Their son is a warrior. From them, I take my only existence.
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Where today are the Pequot? Where are the Narragansett, the Mohican, the Pcanet, and other powerful tribes of our people? They have vanished before the avarice and oppression of the white man, as snow before the summer sun.
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The white people have no right to take the land from the Indians, because the Indians had it first.
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The way, the only way to stop this evil is for the red man to unite in claiming a common and equal right in the land, as it was first, and should be now, for it was never divided.”
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Sing your death song and die like a hero going home.
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Always give a word or sign of salute when meeting or passing a friend, or even a stranger, if in a lonely place.
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When Jesus Christ came upon the Earth, you killed Him. The son of your own God. And only after He was dead did you worship Him and start killing those who would not.
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Sing your death song, and die like a hero going home.
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When the legends die, the dreams end; there is no more greatness.
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My father! The sun is my father, and the earth is my mother, and on her bosom I will recline.
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