Stephen E. Ambrose

I see a time of seven generations when all the colors of mankind will gather under the sacred tree of life and the whole earth will become one circle again.

Hokahey! Today is a good day to die!

A very great vision is needed, and the man who has it must follow it as the eagle seeks the deepest blue of the sky.

One does not sell the land people walk on.

My lands are where my dead lie buried.

I was born on the prairies where the wind blew free and there was nothing to break the light of the sun. I was born where there were no enclosures.

A long time ago this land belonged to our fathers, but when I go up to the river I see camps of soldiers on its banks. These soldiers cut down my timber, they kill my buffalo and when I see that, my heart feels like bursting.

It is the Lakota way, to give what one has to those who have nothing.

I have not sought the white man's friendship; they came to seek mine.

A warrior seeks to act rather than talk.

I am a Lakota; my father was a Lakota; his father before him, and as far back as I can remember, all my ancestors were Lakota. So, my people have always lived here on the Great Plains.

I have fought for my people and my land, not because I wanted to, but because I had to.