The beauty of the trees, the softness of the air, the fragrance of the grass, they speak to me. The summit of… — Chief Dan George Copy Share Image
One thing to remember is to talk to the animals. If you do, they will talk back to you. But if you… — Chief Dan George Copy Share Image
The time will soon be here when my grandchild will long for the cry of a loon, the flash of a salmon,… — Chief Dan George Copy Share Image
We have taken so much from your culture, I wish you had taken something from ours...For there were some beautiful and good… — Chief Dan George Copy Share Image
Can we talk of integration until there is integration of hearts and minds? Unless you have this, you only have a physical presence, and… — Chief Dan George Copy Share
The beauty of the trees, the softness of the air, the fragrance of the grass, they speak to me. The summit of the mountain,… — Chief Dan George Copy Share
Love is something we must have. We must have it because our spirits feed upon it. — Chief Dan George Copy Share
Of all the teachings we receive, this one is most important: Nothing belongs to you of what there is, of what you take, you… — Chief Dan George Copy Share
May the stars carry your sadness away, may the flowers fill your heart with beauty, may hope forever wipe away your tears. — Chief Dan George Copy Share
One thing to remember is to talk to the animals. If you do, they will talk back to you. But if you don't talk… — Chief Dan George Copy Share
Love is something you and I must have. We must have it because our spirit feeds upon it. We must have it because without… — Chief Dan George Copy Share
The time will soon be here when my grandchild will long for the cry of a loon, the flash of a salmon, the whisper… — Chief Dan George Copy Share
The faintness of the stars, the freshness of the morning, the dewdrop on the flower, speaks to me. — Chief Dan George Copy Share
There is a longing among all people and creatures to have a sense of purpose and worth. To satisfy that common longing in all… — Chief Dan George Copy Share
Oh God! Like the thunderbird of old I shall rise again out of the sea; I shall grab the instruments of the white man’s… — Chief Dan George Copy Share
