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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Flesh was the reason why oil painting was invented.

O flesh, flesh, how art thou fishified!

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

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

I know I have the body but of a weak and feeble woman, but I have the heart and stomach of a king.