Prepare a noble death song for the day when you go over the great divide.
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Sell a country?! Why not sell the air, the great sea, as well as the earth? Did not the Great Spirit make them all for the use of his children?
Interpretation
What this quote means
The quote expresses the idea that natural resources should not be commodified, as they are gifts meant for all humanity.
Tecumseh's quote highlights the profound belief that land and resources are sacred inheritances from a higher power, meant for the collective benefit of all people. By comparing the sale of a country to selling air or the sea, he critiques the notion of privatizing what should belong to everyone, emphasizing a need for stewardship over exploitation.
Themes
LandResourcesNatureSacredCommunity
In practice
Example use cases
This quote could be used in a speech promoting environmental conservation.
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The Great Spirit made all things. He gave the white people a home beyond the great waters. He supplied these grounds with game, and gave them to his red children; and he gave them strength and courage to defend them.
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