I cannot tell how much my heart suffered for my people while at Leavenworth.

It does not require many words to speak the truth.

I believe much trouble would be saved if we opened our hearts more.

I do not believe that the Great Spirit Chief gave one kind of men the right to tell another kind of men what they must do.

Our chiefs are killed. . . . The little children are freezing to death. . . . My people have no blankets, no food. . . . My heart is sick and sad. . . . I will fight no more forever.

The earth is the mother of all people, and all people should have equal rights upon it.

I have asked some of the great white chiefs where they get their authority to say to the Indian that he shall stay in one place, while he sees white men going where they please. They cannot tell me.

Good words do not last long unless they amount to something.

Treat all men alike. Give them the same law. Give them an even chance to live and grow.

Hear me, my chiefs! I am tired. My heart is sick and sad. From where the sun now stands, I will fight no more forever.

It makes my heart sick when I remember all the good words and the broken promises.

If you removed all the arteries, veins, & capillaries from a person’s body, and tied them end-to-end…the person will die.

You are good in countless ways, and you are not evil when you are not good, you are only loitering and sluggard.

Englishmen rarely cry, except under the pressure of the acutest grief; whereas in some parts of the Continent the men shed tears much more readily and freely.

Remember, officers and soldiers, that you are fighting for the blessings of liberty.

Not another flag has such an errand, carrying everywhere, the world around, such hope for freedom such glorious tidings.

If you choose to be looking for something, you'd better be ready for whatever it is you are find. Because it may not be what you've been expecting.

For evil news rides post, while good news baits.

Y'all really think Ms. Shakur, or Ms. Wallace, Or Ms. Mizell from out in Hollis Wouldn't exchange the love and fame Attached to their loved ones' names Just to have 'em still alive in their arms?

I will continue to defend Najaf as it is the holiest place. I will remain in the city until the last drop of my blood has been spilled.

Aging and death is what happens to everybody.