An Indian's dress of deer skins, which is wet a hundred times upon his back, dries soft; and his lodge also, which stands in the rains, and even through the severity of winter, is taken down as soft and as clean as when it was first put up.
I've thought hard about my psychological connections and I think I've managed to separate out the psychological from the legal, moral, and political.
No one can possibly know what is about to happen: it is happening, each time, for the first time, for the only time.

