Mankind, in all his lusts, punishes himself. The gods have to do very little.

Remember that you are here for more than a bunch of flesh.

The soul is a magician. Only living flesh hampers it.

My favorite salad dressing is vodka. And my favorite ice cream flavor is coffee, though I prefer it melted and hot enough to burn flesh.

…for if a woman’s body can attract the holy angels, how much more the unholy man.

What indeed is the half-life of a mortal consciousness? What is the half-life of a memory of that mortal consciousness? Of course, this is purely an academic question and of no immediate concern to those...

Meltwater (from the book Blue Bridge)Up here. A faceLoses its linesI look to seeThe colour of your eyes …They have turnedTo water.I lean forwardTo catchThe scent of your hair –All I smell is heather.I touch...

You grieve at first. And then slowly, with the yawning of the years, the disappeared gets scraped from your memory, the way your flesh can be peeled from your limbs. It’s very harsh and extremely...

God speaks of his children shining best in ways that only he can provide. The heavens lift one as a golden child while the flesh lowers one to a child with gold.

For him (LBJ) food was not an indulgence but and intoxicant, an object he reached for to fill a gaping void, one he could never fill up.

If souls existed, they resided in flesh.

They may hail you like an Angel. They may claim you are the world’s prince of princes. They may lift you with praise many kilometers above sea level. They may say you are the best...

Once you are defiled, you can’t get back your purity by any means, instead, you will only look for ways to be defiled over and over again.

And you, their best beloved one, are now to me, flesh of my flesh; blood of my blood; kin of my kin; my bountiful wine-press for awhile; and shall later on be my companion and...

All true friendliness begins with fire and food and drink and the recognition of rain or frost. …Each human soul has in a sense to enact for itself the gigantic humility of the Incarnation. Every...

So your flesh shall be part of mine And part of mine be yours. Brother and sister we shall be Whose unity endures. Always the sister doll will cry, Made in these careful ways, Cry...

You don’t need the Bible to tell you the flesh is weak. Just pinch it and find out for yourself.

When learning use the present moment to FOCUS on comprehension bringing the information into the flesh.

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

DICK’S DESIREDick’s eyes-Soft, cold, and blue-Meet Devonshire’s-Dark, sexy, and yearning.Turning away-Dick grabs two packets of sugar-While Devonshire’s eyes-Are still upon him-Pondering his every move.Is Dick a playboy,A ladies’ man,A mans’ man,Or a killer?Does his sex...

Blessed are those that know the path out of their carnal flesh, for they shall attain intuition.

Those who see women as slaves always treat them like rag

Sunny – If you can explain yourself before someone kicks your ass, count your blessings and give some thought to going back to the priesthood.Nick – I would, but now-a-days that vow of chastity might...

When a man desires a thing too much, he at once becomes ill at ease. A proud and avaricious man never rests, whereas he who is poor and humble of heart lives in a world...

Consider that fact that, being nothing in ourselves, we cannot, without divine assistance, accomplish the smallest good or advance the smallest step toward Heaven.

Laura smiled a little wanly in the twilight. “Far more afraid of flesh and blood than ghosts,” she murmured.

We’ve all got flesh. I’ve just got a little more.

The most holy cannibalism you can perform is to eat the flesh and blood of sagacity, and by sharing it with other wisdom thirsty cannibals.

What do you do with humans? You eat from them just a little, if they are delicious. You delight in their flesh sometimes, if they are not tedious.

He looks like you’d imagine him to look like, if you had no imagination.

There is a face beneath this mask, but it isn’t me. I’m no more that face than I am the muscles beneath it, or the bones beneath that.