“In the flesh,” Maharet said. “In the flesh all wisdom begins. Beware the thing that has no flesh. Beware the gods, beware the idea, beware the devil.”

“Let the mind beware, that though the flesh be bugged, the circumstances of existence are pretty glorious.”

“Let the flesh instruct the mind.”

“Drink." she whispered, drawing nearer. "Drink." she held the soft, tender flesh of the wrist towards me. "No. I know what to do; haven't I done it in the past?" I said to her.”

“Whenever the world throws rose petals at you, which thrill and seduce the ego, beware.”

“beware of ideas...”

“Beware. Beware. Beware of the big, green dragon that sits on your doorstep. He eats little boys, puppy dog tails and big, fat snails. Beware. Take care. Beware.”