Sing your death song, and die like a hero going home.
TECUMSEHAlways give a word or sign of salute when meeting or passing a friend, or even a stranger, if in a lonely place.
More Tecumseh Quotes
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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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Abuse no one and no thing, for abuse turns the wise ones to fools and robs the spirit of its vision.
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When you rise in the morning, give thanks for the light, for your life, for your strength.
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Where today are the Pequot? Where are the Narragansett, the Mohican, the Pokanoket, and many other once powerful tribes of our people? They have vanished before the avarice and the oppression of the White Man, as snow before a summer sun.
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Let us form one body, one heart, and defend to the last warrior our country, our homes, our liberty, and the graves of our fathers.
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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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A single twig breaks, but the bundle of twigs is strong.
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Trouble no one about their religion; respect others in their view, and demand that they respect yours.
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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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The Great Spirit is angry with all men that tell lies.
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Prepare a noble death song for the day when you go over the great divide.
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I am Shawnee! I am a warrior! My forefathers were warriors. From them I took only my birth into this world.
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Show respect to all people, but grovel to none.
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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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My father! The sun is my father, and the earth is my mother, and on her bosom I will recline.
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