Dream Song of Thunders:Sometimes I go about pitying Myself, While I am carried by the wind Across the sky.

Dream Song:The heavens Go with me.

Dream Song:In the heavens A noise, Like the rustling of the trees.

Dream Song:As my eyes Search the prairie, I feel the summer in the spring. Whenever I pause The noise Of the village.

Steam Lodge Song of the Sun Dance Ceremony:A voice, I will send. Hear me! The land All over, A voice I am sending! Hear me! I will live!

As we began discussing authorship of a white paper summarizing our conclusions, we debated who our target audience should be and what kind of outcome we were hoping to achieve.

As Jess watched in numb horror, the man tore a page from the book and stuffed it into his mouth.

Maybe we can eventually make language a complete impediment to understanding.

When we are very young, our parents inadvertently program us to be what we eventually become.

To be able to concentrate for a considerable time is essential to difficult achievement.

I always see the glass half full. I see the beauty in others, and I see the hope for tomorrow. If we don't have hope and faith, we have nothing.

I'm just happy I'm not a phoney.

Even the soldiers need a break sometimes.

We've got to get rid of the fear of failure in this country. In America, people start things, fail and shake themselves down and start things again. The animal spirit of capitalism is stronger there.

Get ready to die, tell God I say hi.