“Is it not strange that sheep's guts could hail souls out of men's bodies?”

“What men call the shadow of the body is not the shadow of the body, but is the body of the soul.”

“Men! She could not understand why so many women feared them. Hadn't the gods made them with the most vulnerable part of their guts hanging right out of their bodies, like a misplaced bit of bowel? Kick them there and they curled up like snails. Caress them there and their brains melted.”

“You know", Grandma says, "you could learn a lot from Dr.Quinn. She knows how to make soap from a sheep's guts. And she had twins when she was fifty. Fifty!”

“It is strange, is it not, how a person can adore one's soul so much that they adore one's body also?”

“He glanced at the sheep photograph and nodded to himself. In his present state it did not seem strange to him that the police were apprehending sheep.”