"Our religion is the traditions of our ancestors - the dreams of our old men, given them in solemn ho..." — Chief Seattle

If we do not own the freshness of the air and the sparkle of the water, how can you buy them?

Tribe follows tribe, and nation follows nation, like the waves of the sea. It is the order of nature, and regret is useless.

Humans merely share the earth. We can only protect the land, not own it.

My people are few. They resemble the scattering trees of a storm-swept plain.