Crowfoot - Blackfoot Chief

The white man's police have protected us only as well as the feathers of a bird protect it from the frosts of winter.

Crowfoot - Blackfoot Chief

What is life? It is the flash of a firefly in the night. It is the breath of a buffalo in the wintertime. It is the little shadow which runs across the grass and loses itself in the sunset.

Crowfoot - Blackfoot Chief