What is there to life if a man cannot hear the lonely cry of the whippoorwill or the arguments of the frogs… — Chief Seattle Copy Share Image
The earth is our mother. Whatever befalls the earth befalls the sons of earth. If men spit upon the ground, they spit… — Chief Seattle Copy Share Image
Like a man who has been dying for many days, a man in your city is numb to the stench. — Chief Seattle Copy Share Image
Revenge by young men is considered gain, even at the cost of their own lives, but old men who stay at home… — Chief Seattle Copy Share Image
The earth does not belong to man, man belongs to the earth. All things are connected like the blood that unites us… — Chief Seattle Copy Share Image
There is no quiet place in the white man's cities. No place to hear the unfurling of leaves in spring, or the… — Chief Seattle Copy Share Image
The air is precious to the red man, for all things share the same breath-the beast, the tree, the man, they all… — Chief Seattle Copy Share Image
When the last red man shall have perished from the earth and his memory among the white men shall have become a… — Chief Seattle Copy Share Image
We know that the white man does not understand our ways. One portion of land is the same to him as the… — Chief Seattle Copy Share Image
Tribe follows tribe, and nation follows nation, like the waves of the sea. It is the order of nature, and regret is… — Chief Seattle Copy Share Image
Your God loves your people and hates mine; he folds his strong arms lovingly around the white man and leads him as… — Chief Seattle Copy Share Image
What is man without the beasts? If all the beasts were gone, men would die from great loneliness of spirit — Chief Seattle Copy Share Image
Man does not weave this web of life. He is merely a strand of it. Whatever he does to the web, he… — Chief Seattle Copy Share Image
Our religion is the traditions of our ancestors - the dreams of our old men, given them in solemn hours of the… — Chief Seattle Copy Share Image
The white man's God cannot love our people or He would protect them. They seem to be orphans who can look nowhere… — Chief Seattle Copy Share Image
How can you buy or sell the sky, the warmth of the land? The idea is strange to us. If we do… — Chief Seattle Copy Share Image
If all the beasts were gone, men would die from a great loneliness of spirit, for whatever happens to the beasts also… — Chief Seattle Copy Share Image
You must teach your children that the ground beneath their feet is the ashes of your grandfathers. So that they will respect… — Chief Seattle Copy Share Image
. . . the deer, the horse, the great eagle, these are our brothers. The rocky crests, the juices in the meadows,… — Chief Seattle Copy Share Image
Youth is impulsive. When our young men grow angry at some real or imaginary wrong, and disfigure their faces with black paint,… — Chief Seattle Copy Share Image
The white man's dead forget the country of their birth when they go to walk among the stars. Our dead never forget… — Chief Seattle Copy Share Image
The Indian prefers the soft sound of the wind darting over the face of the pond, the smell of the wind itself… — Chief Seattle Copy Share Image
How can you buy or sell the sky, the warmth of the land? The idea is strange to us. If we do… — Chief Seattle Copy Share Image
Will you teach your children what we have taught our children? That the earth is our mother? What befalls the earth befalls… — Chief Seattle Copy Share Image
Tribe follows tribe, nations follow nations like the tides of the sea. It is the order of nature, and regret is useless. — Chief Seattle Copy Share Image
Your God loves your people and hates mine; he folds his strong arms lovingly around the white man and leads him as a father… — Chief Seattle Copy Share Image
We know that the white man does not understand our ways. One portion of land is the same to him as the next, for… — Chief Seattle Copy Share Image
Our people are ebbing away like a rapidly receding tide that will never return. The white man's God cannot love our people, or He… — Chief Seattle Copy Share Image
“The white man will never be alone. Let him be just, and deal kindly with my people. For the dead are not powerless.” — Chief Seattle Copy Share Image
You must teach your children that the ground beneath their feet is the ashes of your grandfathers. So that they will respect the land,… — Chief Seattle Copy Share Image
When the Earth is sick, the animals will begin to disappear, when that happens, The Warriors of the Rainbow will come to save them. — Chief Seattle Copy Share Image
The earth does not belong to man, man belongs to the earth. All things are connected like the blood that unites us all. Man… — Chief Seattle Copy Share Image
Humans merely share the Earth. We can only protect the land, not own it. — Chief Seattle Copy Share Image
