An Indian respects a brave man, but he despises a coward.
Treat all men alike. Give them the same law. Give them an even chance to live and grow.
I hope that no more groans of wounded men and women will ever go to the ear of the Great Spirit Chief above, and that all people may be one people.
I will obey every law, or submit to the penalty.
I labored hard to avoid trouble and bloodshed.
The first white men of your people who came to our country were named Lewis and Clark. They brought many things that our people had never seen. They talked straight. These men were very kind.
If the white man wants to live in peace with the Indian he can live in peace.
My people were divided about surrendering.
I would give up everything rather than have the blood of white men upon the hands of my people.
I pressed my father's hand and told him I would protect his grave with my life. My father smiled and passed away to the spirit land.
Let me be a free man - free to travel, free to stop, free to work.
We gathered all the stock we could find, and made an attempt to move. We left many of our horses and cattle in Wallowa. We lost several hundred in crossing the river.
We ask to be recognized as men.
I have heard talk and talk, but nothing is done.
Good words will not give me back my children.
I only ask of the government to be treated as all other men are treated.
Lawyer acted without authority from our band. He had no right to sell the Wallowa country.
I am tired of talk that comes to nothing.
My father was the first to see through the schemes of the white man.
I did not want my people killed. I did not want bloodshed.
For a short time we lived quietly. But this could not last. White men had found gold in the mountains around the land of winding water.