Buffalo Quote by Sitting Bull Download Open image “A cold wind blew on the prairie on the day the last buffalo fell. A death wind for my people.” — Sitting Bull ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 2.5 out of 5 (9 ratings) Copy quoteShare Buffalo Cold Cold wind Death Lasts Native Native american People Prairie Wind
Part of you died each year when the leaves fell from the trees and their branches were bare against the wind and the cold,… — Ernest Hemingway Copy Share Image
The cool wind blew in my face and all at once I felt as if I had shed dullness from myself. Before me lay… — Burl Ives Copy Share Image
“To me, the summer wind in the Midwest is one of the most melancholy things in all life. It comes from so far away… — Ernie Pyle Copy Share Image
As a young girl, I saw commitment in my grandmother, who helped Grandpa homestead our farm on the Kansas prairie. Somehow they outlasted the… — Sheri L. Dew Copy Share Image
The winter passes and the warm winds of May made me long to wander again. The whistling of a locomotive on a still night… — Jim Tully Copy Share Image
It was like I was inside a fishbowl in the middle of a typhoon, and everyone else was on the outside cluelessly enjoying lovely… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
The sound of wind had become, for me, silence. When it went away, I was left with the squeak of the blood in my… — David Foster Wallace Copy Share Image
The rain came down upon my head - Unshelter'd. And the wind rendered me mad and deaf and blind. — Edgar Allan Poe Copy Share Image
The wind was cold off the mountains and I was a naked man with enemies behind me, and nothing before me but hope. — Louis L'Amour Copy Share Image
There was something about the prairie for me—it wasn’t where I had come from, but when I moved there it just took me in… — Pam Houston Copy Share Image
“Samuel finally understood the sound of the wind after all these years: The winds were a chorus of the prairie’s ever-present heartaches.” — Andrew Galasetti Copy Share Image
As individual fingers we can easily be broken, but all together we make a mighty fist. — Sitting Bull Copy Share Image
I will remain what I am until I die, a hunter, and when there are no buffalo or other game I will send my… — Sitting Bull Copy Share Image
You come here to tell us lies, but we don't want to hear them. If we told you more, you would have paid no… — Sitting Bull Copy Share Image
Only seven years ago we made a treaty by which we were assured that the buffalo country should be left to us forever. Now… — Sitting Bull Copy Share Image
For us, warriors are not what you think of as warriors. The warrior is not someone who fights, because no one has the right… — Sitting Bull Copy Share Image
I know Great Spirit is looking down upon me from above, and will hear what I say... — Sitting Bull Copy Share Image
He put in your heart certain wishes and plans; in my heart, he put other different desires. — Sitting Bull Copy Share Image
What white man has ever seen me drunk? Who has ever come to me hungry and left me unfed? Who has seen me beat… — Sitting Bull Copy Share Image
I certainly know that on our first tour of America in 1968, David Crosby came to see us backstage at the Fillmore East in… — Justin Hayward Copy Share Image
Dan Brister's book bears witness to the last fifteen years of this bureaucratic madness to tame the last vestige of wild America and domesticate… — Doug Peacock Copy Share Image
I learned about the market's power when I was traded to the Buffalo Bills for $100. — Jack Kemp Copy Share Image
For a healthy alternative to buffalo wings, slide the bone of a human finger into a block of tofu and bake. — Giada De Laurentiis Copy Share Image
I will remain what I am until I die, a hunter, and when there are no buffalo or other game I will send my… — Sitting Bull Copy Share Image
How'd you communicate?" "Paper and pen. Amazing inventions. Anyway, once we were in Buffalo, I led him here. We couldn't figure out a way… — Kelley Armstrong Copy Share Image
[For American consumer society], the country's reserves of ignorance constitute a natural resource as precious as the Mississippi River or the long-lost herds of… — Lewis H. Lapham Copy Share Image
I believe there are two sides to the phenomenon known as death, this side where we live, and the other side where we shall… — Crowfoot Copy Share Image
At last, after almost fifty years in the hopper, the most famous unpublished novel in America is in print. Who Shot the Water Buffalo?… — Ed McClanahan Copy Share Image
I wanted to pay tribute to my musical influences: Buffalo Springfield, Lightfoot, the Beatles, the Hollies. — Dan Fogelberg Copy Share Image
There was such a relationship between the buffalo and the American Indian - the Indians would eat them, live inside their pelts, use every… — Val Kilmer Copy Share Image
Whether a character in your novel is full of choler, bile, phlegm, blood or plain old buffalo chips, the fire of life is in… — James Alexander Thom Copy Share Image