Bessie-isms:

*I wanted a unicorn when I was young. Now I want an honest politician. Apparently I should go back to wishing for a unicorn, as the odds seem to favor that better than me finding an honest politician.

*If all the beaches were covered in diamonds, they would be worthless. You’re precious because there’s only one of you.

Quotable:

When asked by an anthropologist what the Indian called America before the white man came, an Indian said simply, “Ours.”

Vine Deloria, Jr.