My people are few. They resemble the scattering trees of a storm-swept plain...There was a time when our people covered the land as the waves of a wind-ruffled sea cover its shell-paved floor, but that time long since passed away with the greatness of tribes that are now but a mournful memory.
Chief SeattleMots clés people sadness america memory genocide land native-americans poignant mournful
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 SeattleWhen the green hills are covered with talking wires and the wolves no longer sing, what good will the money you paid for our land be then
Chief SeattleLike a man who has been dying for many days, a man in your city is numb to the stench.
Chief SeattleMots clés cities native-american city pollution
We do not weave the web of life, we are merely a strand in it.
Whatever we do to the web, we do to ourselves.
All things share the same breath - the beast, the tree, the man. The air shares its spirit with all the life it supports.
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