And your very flesh shall be a great poem.

To lose confidence in one’s body is to lose confidence in oneself.

Celibacy goes deeper than the flesh.

The features of our face are hardly more than gestures which force of habit has made permanent.

It hurts to watch the fluency of a body acclimated to its shackling.

All God’s children are not beautiful. Most of God’s children are, in fact, barely presentable.

The body says what words cannot.

Nothing can cure the soul but the senses, just as nothing can cure the senses but the soul.

If I had the use of my body I would throw it out of the window.

Your body is the church where nature asks to be reverenced.

One’s body, hair, and skin are a gift from one’s parents—do not dare to allow them to be harmed.

What are men anyway but balloons on legs, a lot of blown-up bladders?

There is only one antidote to mental suffering and that is physical pain.