We have a totally different understanding of life and being human and how we act to one another. How people speak. How they treat each other. How they move. How they treat the Earth.
Look at what being American is doing to its own people. There’s no kind of humanity or togetherness or connectiveness.
--Audrey Shenandoah, Onondaga clan mother
Twist of Rawhide
He was a broken-down old man, a twist of rawhide. His face, especially, was an archaeology in itself. He had broken horses all his life, and not a few of them had broken him. The leading edge of a dream was moving like a distant, migrant bird across his eyes.
---The Ancient Child by N. Scott Momaday