Indians Quotes

Red-skin, n. A North American Indian, whose skin is not red – at least not on the outside.

Should you ask me, whence these stories? Whence these legends and traditions, With the odors of the forest With the dew and damp of meadows, With the curling smoke of wigwams, With the rushing of great rivers, With their frequent repetitions, And their wild reverberations As of thunder in the mountains? I should answer, I […]

Hatchet, n. A young axe, known among Indians as a Thomashawk.

All around the happy village Stood the maize-fields, green and shining, Waved the green plumes of Mondamin, Waved his soft and sunny tresses, Filling all the land with plenty. ‘Twas the women who in Spring-time Planted the broad fields and fruitful, Buried in the earth Mondamin; ‘Twas the women who in Autumn Stripped the yellow […]

“To be an Indian is hard, very hard… What I remember the most is the terror and sadness that fell upon me when the Mexican soldiers killed my mother,” he said softly, as if the memory was still painful. “She was a poor and humble Indian. Perhaps it was better that her life was over […]

Our treatment of the natives may be deemed unjustifiable by some. Naturally they may say it was their country, and ask what business we had there? Quite so; but the same argument may be said in all new countries. It will not hold water, however, nor can we change the unalterable law of Nature. For […]

When they left the rock or tree or sand dune that had sheltered them for the night, the Navajo was careful to obliterate every trace of their temporary occupation. He buried the embers of the fire and the remnants of the food, unpiled any stones he had piled together, filled up the holes he had […]

So that the Woods were almost cleared of these pernicious Creatures, to make room for a better Growth… In a little more than one hour, five or six hundred of these barbarians were dismissed from a world that was burdened with them.

And they know neither sect nor idolatry, with the exception that all believe that the source of all power and goodness is in the sky, and they believe very firmly that I, with these ships and people, came from the sky, and in this belief they everywhere received me, after they had overcome their fear.

Once you have but got the Track of those Ravenous howling Wolves, then pursue them vigorously; Turn not back until they are consumed… Beat them small as Dust before the Wind.