Dances with Wolves

"It was hard to know how to feel. I had never been in a battle like this one. This had not been a fight for territory or riches or to make men free. This battle had no ego. It had been fought to preserve the food stores that would see us through winter, to protect the lives of women and children and loved ones only a few feet away. I felt a pride I had never felt before."

"Ill bet someone back east is going, Now why dont he write?"

"[in Lakota, showing Dunbar an old Spanish Conquistadors helmet] The white men who wore this came around the time of my grandfathers grandfather. Eventually we drove them out. Then the Mexicans came. But they do not come here any more. In my own time, the Texans. They have been like all the others. They take without asking. I dont know if we are ready for these people. But I think you are right. I think they will keep coming. When I think of that, I look at this helmet. Our country is all that we have, and we will fight to keep it."

"The strangeness of this life cannot be measured: in trying to produce my own death, I was elevated to the status of a living hero."

"[voiceover] Many times Id felt alone, but until this afternoon Id never felt completely lonely."

"[voiceover] It seems every day ends with a miracle here. And whatever God may be, I thank God for this day."

"We will shoot some arrows into the white man. If he truly has medicine, he will not be hurt. If he has no medicine, he will be dead."

"Nothing I have been told about these people is correct. They are not thieves or beggars. They are not the bogeymen they are made out to be. On the contrary, they are polite guests and I enjoy their humor."

"Dances With Wolves. I am Wind In His Hair. Do you see that I am your friend? Can you see that you will always be my friend?"

"I had never really known who John Dunbar was. Perhaps because the name itself had no meaning. But as I heard my Sioux name being called over and over, I knew for the first time who I really was."

"[to his army captors who are interrogating him, in Lakota] My name is Dances with Wolves. I will not talk to you anymore. You are not worth talking to."

"Somebuddy poked me in my butt...was dat you?"