“Wading sloughs of flesh these helpless wander,Treading blood from lungs that had loved laughter.”
“To God, without whom I would be but flesh without blood…lungs without breath…a body without life.”
“For my love, I will wade through an ocean of blood, even if it destroys me”
“Sex and laughter. The heart and lungs of a relationship.”
“Blood shed stands, therefore, not for the release of life from the burden of the flesh, but for the bringing to an end of life in the flesh.”
“No one should have to pay for love in flesh or blood. (Acheron)”