You are the land. The land is you.

You are the land. The land is you.

Landscapes have a language of their own, expressing the soul of the things, lofty or humble, which constitute them, from read more

Landscapes have a language of their own, expressing the soul of the things, lofty or humble, which constitute them, from the mighty peaks to the smalles of the tiny flowers hidden in the meadow's grass.

The map is not the territory.

The map is not the territory.

I think nobody owns the land until their dead are in it.

I think nobody owns the land until their dead are in it.

Where water is boss, the land must obbey

Where water is boss, the land must obbey

My own recipe for world peace is a little bit of land for everyone.

My own recipe for world peace is a little bit of land for everyone.

Maka le wakan -- the land is sacred. These words are at the core of our being. The land is read more

Maka le wakan -- the land is sacred. These words are at the core of our being. The land is our mother, the rivers our blood. Take away our land and we die. That is, the Indian in us dies. We'd become just suntanned white men, the jetsam snd floatsam of your great melting pot.

If a man owns land, the land owns him.

If a man owns land, the land owns him.

Conservation is a state of harmony between men and land.

Conservation is a state of harmony between men and land.