“Labour is blossoming or dancing whereThe body is not bruised to pleasure soul.”
“O chestnut-tree, great-rooted blossomer,Are you the leaf, the blossom or the bole?O body swayed to music, O brightening glance,How can we know the dancer from the dance?”
“Their pleasures are fierce and their sleep impenetrable. And they know that the body has a soul in which the soul has no part.”
“I give myself to adjectives body and soul, I die with pleasure for them.”
“Dreams nourish the soul just as food nourishes the body. The pleasure of the search and of adventure feeds our dreams.”
“The power of a kiss is a heady pleasure, one that teases the mind, warms the heart, lifts the soul and tempts the body.”