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

The world is made of the very stuff of the body.

And your very flesh shall be a great poem.

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

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

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

Flesh was the reason why oil painting was invented.

The enlightened man says: I am body entirely and nothing beside.

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

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

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?

Very shy people don’t even want to take up the space that their body actually takes up.