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I, Tatanka Iyotanka, wish it to be remembered that I was the last man of my tribe to surrender my rifle. We have killed enough white men with your rifles, so I give this rifle back to you, for Tunkasila Wakan Tanka will use a different way to help us overcome the white man.
– Sitting Bull
I do not wish to be shut up in a corral. All agency Indians I have seen are worthless. They are neither red warriors nor white farmers. They are neither wolf nor dog.
A very great vision is needed, and the man who has it must follow it as the eagle seeks the deepest blue of the sky.
– Ta' Shunke Witko (Crazy Horse)
What treaty have the Sioux made with the white man that we have broken? Not one. What treaty have the white man ever made with us that they have kept? Not one. When I was a boy the Sioux owned the world. The sun rose and set on their land they sent ten thousand men to battle. Where are the warriors today who slew them? Where are our lands? Who owns them? What law have I broken? Is it wrong for me to love my own? Is it wicked for me because my skin is red? Because I am a Sioux? Because I was b
