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.

To know intense joy without a strong bodily frame, one must have an enthusiastic soul.

The human body is the best picture of the human soul.

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

If I see something sagging, dragging, or bagging, I’m going to go have the stuff tucked or plucked.

O flesh, flesh, how art thou fishified!

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

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

I’m at an age when my back goes out more than I do.

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

Nothing tastes as good as skinny feels.

And your very flesh shall be a great poem.