What is man without the beasts? If all the beasts were gone, men would die from great loneliness of spirit Chief Seattle More Quotes by Chief Seattle More Quotes From Chief Seattle 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. Chief Seattle beautiful country death We are part of the earth and it is part of us ... What befalls the earth befalls all the sons of the earth. Chief Seattle soil earth son The air is precious to the red man, for all things share the same breath-the beast, the tree, the man, they all share the same breath. The white man does not seem to notice the air he breathes. Like a man dying for many days, he is numb to the stench. Chief Seattle white-man air men Take nothing but memories, leave nothing but footprints! Chief Seattle footprint conservation memories The earth is our mother. Whatever befalls the earth befalls the sons of earth. If men spit upon the ground, they spit upon themselves. Chief Seattle mother men son How can you buy or sell the sky, the warmth of the land? The idea is strange to us. If we do not own the freshness of the air and the sparkle of the water, how can you buy them? Every part of the earth is sacred to my people. Chief Seattle nature land air Our God, the Great Spirit, seems also to have forsaken us. Your God makes your people wax stronger every day. Soon they will fill all the land. Chief Seattle land god people All things are connected like the blood which unites one family. Chief Seattle web-of-life animal-rights blood Your God loves your people and hates mine; he folds his strong arms lovingly around the white man and leads him as a father leads his infant son, but he has forsaken his red children; he makes your people wax strong every day, and soon they will fill the land; while my people are ebbing away like a fast-receding tide, that will never flow again. The white man's God cannot love his red children or he would protect them. They seem to be orphans who can look nowhere for help. Chief Seattle strong father children Whatever Seattle says, the great chief at Washington can rely upon with as much certainty as he can upon the return of the sun or the seasons. Chief Seattle rely-upon return sun Every part of the earth is sacred to my people. Chief Seattle dark-woods native-american people My words are like the stars that never change. Chief Seattle never-change stars How can you buy or sell the sky, the warmth of the land? ... The end of living and the beginning of survival. Chief Seattle land military sky Let him be just and deal kindly with my people, for the dead are not powerless. Dead, did I say? There is no death, only change of worlds. Chief Seattle native-american people world There is no such place as away. Chief Seattle earth-day earth Tribe follows tribe, nations follow nations like the tides of the sea. It is the order of nature, and regret is useless. Chief Seattle regret native-american order I will not dwell on, nor mourn over, our untimely decay, nor reproach my paleface brothers with hastening it, as we too may have been somewhat to blame. Chief Seattle decay brother may Your God is not our God! Your God loves your people and hates mine! He folds his strong protecting arms lovingly about the paleface and leads him by the hand as a father leads an infant son. Chief Seattle strong god father How can your God become our God and renew our prosperity and awaken in us dreams of returning greatness? Chief Seattle greatness god dream We do not own the freshness of the air or the sparkle of the water. How can you buy them from us? Chief Seattle air native-american water
