A Quote by Gerald Vizenor

If you desecrate a white grave, you wind up sitting in prison. But desecrate an Indian grave, and you get a Ph.D. — © Gerald Vizenor
If you desecrate a white grave, you wind up sitting in prison. But desecrate an Indian grave, and you get a Ph.D.
I have no desire whatsoever to desecrate the grave of seminal Manchester pop group the Stone Roses.
Vanity of vanities… all is vanity.’ You kill yourself to get to the grave. Especially you kill yourself to get to the grave before you die; and the name of the grave is ‘success’, the name of that grave is hullabullo boom boom horseshit.
The mocker will not have the last laugh. You see, dancing on the grave of an extinguished Christianity is farcical at best. Because the grave is empty. And the one who knows the way out of the grave sits in the heavens and laughs.
I wanted to have a house near his grave, and that's exactly what I did get. When I woke up in the morning, I would open my window and look out upon Holy Trinity Church, where Shakespeare's grave is. Not once did it fail to move me.
There is nothing which vanity does not desecrate.
You can't desecrate Guru Granth Sahib, Gita or Quran.
Out of the total number of the persons designated for the execution, fifteen men were led in each case to the brink of the mass grave where they had to kneel down, their faces turned towards the grave. When the men were ready for the execution one of my leaders who was in charge of this execution squad gave the order to shoot. Since they were kneeling on the brink of the mass grave, the victims fell, as a rule, at once into the mass grave.
We hear much nowadays as to the speculative ideas of men concerning the condition beyond the grave; but the admission that there is an individual existence beyond the grave, is a declaration that there must have been an individual, intelligent creation before we came here in the flesh. Life beyond the grave postulates a pre-existent state.
It is hard to think of anything more vile than to intentionally desecrate the Body of Christ.
There is no happiness in life, there is no misery like that growing out of the dispositions which consecrate or desecrate a home.
Oh the grave!--the grave!--It buries every error--covers every defect--extinguishes every resentment! From its peaceful bosom spring none but fond regrets and tender recollections. Who can look down upon the grave even of an enemy, and not feel a compunctious throb, that he should ever have warred with the poor handful of earth that lies mouldering before him!
Body is a home, a prison and a grave.
The pursuit of knowledge is but a course between two ignorances, as human life is itself only a wayfaring from grave to grave.
My only answer is, if my grave stood open on one side and you upon the other I'd go into my grave before I would take one step to meet you.
I see that any materialism in life coarsens the soul, and that the hunger of the body and the appetites of the flesh desecrate always, and often destroy.
But I was losing so much bone density that I would have been in grave danger. And I mean grave danger. If I had let it go just a few more years I could have broken my hip or spine just picking up my granddaughter.
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