“We have teeth and we have tailsWe have tails we have eyesWe were here before you fellWe will be here when you rise.”

“We have eyes and we have nervesesWe have tails we have teethYou'll all get what you deservesesWhen we rise from underneath.”

“We are small but we are manyWe are many we are smallWe were here before you roseWe will be here when you fall”

“You made peace,” said the buffalo man. “You took our words and made them your own. They never understood that they were here—and the people who worshiped them were here—because it suits us that they are here. But we can change our minds. And perhaps we will.”

“We have, let us face it and admit it, little influence. We prey on them, and we take from them, and we get by; we strip and we whore and we drink too much; we pump gas and we steal and we cheat and we exist in the cracks at the edges of society. Old gods, here in this new land without gods.”

“I have a feeling,’ he said, ‘I have a feeling that we were meant to be together. That we have fought the good fight, side by side, in the past or in the future, I do not know. I am a rational man, but I have learned the value of a good companion, and from the moment I clapped eyes on you, I knew I trusted you as well as I do myself. Yes, I want you with me.”

“My people, we stay indoors. We have keyboards. We have darkness. It's quiet.”