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

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

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

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

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