Bodies have their own light which they consume to live: they burn, they are not lit from the outside.
Those who have darkness in their minds turn their bodies into darkness as well! Life is colourful; be like a rainbow, use every colour! Don’t get stuck in one colour, be colourful! Black, red, yellow, green, let all the colours be your colours! Those who have colourful minds will have colourful bodies as well!
In the end, there’s only one thing you can believe. Bodies are honest; they don’t lie.
As we come marching, marching, we battle too for men,
For they are women’s children, and we mother them again.
Our lives shall not be sweated from birth until life closes;
Hearts starve as well as bodies; give us bread, but give us roses!
Women are women…How can they ignore their bodies, their looks, and above all, their dresses!
The difference between men and women is this–if you catch a woman butt-naked, she tries to cover the private parts with her hands. A man will sit there just like you found him even if he doesn’t have much to be proud of.
Young girls are like helpless children in the hands of amorous men, whatever is said to them is true and whatever manipulation on their bodies seems like love to them, sooner or later, they come back to their senses, but the scars are not dead inasmuch as her spoiler lives.
Heavenly bodies are nests of invisible birds.
How beautiful would it be if we could just see souls instead of bodies? To see love and compassion instead of curves.