"We see with our souls, and our eyes are merely the mirrors through which we look.

Seeing, or at least the color of it, is a state of mind." Tayoga followed him perfectly and nodded.
"You are getting too deep," interrupted the hunter.

"Let's be satisfied with our escape.

Here, each of you take another piece of venison.

I'm glad you still have your bow and arrows, Tayoga, because it won't be long before we'll have to begin looking for another deer." "The woods swarm with game.