“So long as lust, whether of the world or flesh, smells sweet in our nostrils, so long we are loathsome to God.” WorldLongSweetSmellFleshLust Author:Charles Caleb Colton
“What is the flesh and blood compounded ofBut a few moments in the life of time?This prowling of the cells, litigious love,Wears the long claw of flesh-arguing crime.” LongMomentsBloodCrimeArguingFleshCellsClawsFlesh And BloodProwling Book:Collected Poems, 1919-1976 Source: Collected Poems, 1919-1976
“Didn't love, like a plant from India, require a prepared soil, a particular temperature? Sighs in the moonlight, long embraces, tears flowing over hands yielded to a lover, all the fevers of the flesh and the languors of tenderness thus could not be separated from the balconies of great châteaux filled with idle amusements, a boudoir with silk blinds, a good thick carpet, full of pots of flowers, and a bed raised on a dais, nor from the sparkle of precious stones and shoulder knots on servants' livery.” LoveLongHandsTearsParticularFlowerLoversBedStonesIndiaFilledEmbracePlantPreparedRaisedFleshShouldersServantSoilPotThickTendernessIdleSighAmusementCarpetMoonlightTemperatureFeverSilkKnotsSparkleBalconiesPrecious StonesBoudoir Author:Gustave Flaubert