All things are connected. Whatever befalls the Earth, befalls the children of the Earth.
If all the beasts were gone, men would die from a great loneliness of spirit, for whatever happens to the beasts also happens to the man. All things are connected. Whatever befalls the Earth befalls the sons of the Earth.
Humankind has not woven the web of life. We are but one thread within it. Whatever we do to the web, we do to ourselves. All things are bound together. All things connect.
All things are bound together. All things connect.
All things share the same breath - the beast, the tree, the man... the air shares its spirit with all the life it supports.
There is no death, only a change of worlds.
The earth does not belong to man, man belongs to the earth. All things are connected like the blood that unites us all. Man did not weave the web of life, he is merely a strand in it. Whatever he does to the web, he does to himself.
The earth is our mother. Whatever befalls the earth befalls the sons of earth. If men spit upon the ground, they spit upon themselves.
We know that the white man does not understand our ways. One portion of land is the same to him as the next, for he is a stranger who comes in the night and takes from the land whatever he needs. The earth is not his brother, but his enemy, and when he has conquered it, he moves on.
Our religion is the traditions of our ancestors - the dreams of our old men, given them in solemn hours of the night by the Great Spirit; and the visions of our sachems, and is written in the hearts of our people.
All things are connected like the blood which unites one family.
I was just taking her hand to help her out of a car and I knew. It was like... magic.
You must teach your children that the ground beneath their feet is the ashes of your grandfathers. So that they will respect the land, tell your children that the earth is rich with the lives of our kin. Teach your children what we have taught our children, that the earth is our mother. Whatever befalls the earth befalls the sons of the earth. If men spit upon the ground, they spit upon themselves.
When the Earth is sick, the animals will begin to disappear, when that happens, The Warriors of the Rainbow will come to save them.
When 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
This We Know. All Things Are Connected
The white man's dead forget the country of their birth when they go to walk among the stars. Our dead never forget this beautiful Earth, for it is the mother of the red man. We are part of the Earth and it is part of us.
Man does not weave this web of life. He is merely a strand of it. Whatever he does to the web, he does to himself.
Earth does not belong to us; we belong to earth. Take only memories, leave nothing but footprints.
Like a man who has been dying for many days, a man in your city is numb to the stench.
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