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

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

Carnal embrace is the practice of throwing one’s arms around a side of beef.

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

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

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

Shame on the soul, to falter on the road of life while the body still perseveres.

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

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

Every tooth in a man’s head is more valuable than a diamond.

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

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

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