Some days I would go without any fire at all, and eat raw frozen meat and melt snow in my mouth for water.

You who live your lives in cities or among peaceful ways cannot always tell whether your friends are the kind who would go through fire for you. But on the Plains one's friends have an opportunity to prove their mettle.

I don't eat any red meat.

There could never be innocence in a world without justice.

She looks as if butter wouldn't melt in her mouth

You can only melt the snow one flake at a time