'Behold' he said, 'all the wings of the air shall come to you, and they and the winds and the stars shall be like relatives.'

Crazy Horse dreamed and went into the world where there is nothing but the spirits of all things. That is the real world that is behind this one, and everythin…

All around the circle, feeding on the green, green grass were fat and happy horses...

My bay had lightning stripes all over him and his mane was cloud. And when I breathed, my breath was lightning.