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

Every man must descend into the flesh to meet mankind.

And your very flesh shall be a great poem.

The body is an instrument which only gives off music when it is used as a body.

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

As the saying goes, an old woman is always uneasy when dry bones are mentioned in a proverb.

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

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

My face looks like a wedding cake left out in the rain.

Flesh was the reason why oil painting was invented.

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

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

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