The beauty of the world has two edges, one of laughter, one of anguish, cutting the heart asunder.
And America, too, is a delusion, the grandest one of all. The white race believes—believes with all its heart—that it is their right to take the land. To kill Indians. Make war. Enslave their brothers. This nation shouldn’t exist, if there is any justice in the world, for its foundations are murder, theft, and cruelty.
The best way to predict your future is to create it.
That which is, is peace. All that we need do is to keep quiet.