Quotes About Flesh

The universal is not the concept but this perception given in flesh and blood.

The flesh is not matter, is not mind, is not sunstance. To designate it, we should need the old term "element," in the sense of a general thing, midway between the spatio-temporal individual and the idea, a sort of incarnate principle that brings a style of being wherever there is a fragment of being. The flesh is in this sense an "element" of Being.

Transcendence means nothing outside of the notion of the 'flesh.' With the notion of the flesh, mean: there is an explosion toward the world or being. I participate in this explosion like other human bodies. This explosion is not made 'in me,' but in front of me. It is like a fuse held in front of my objective body, which the body lights itself, but which is not one of its properties: I am, along with my body, only the one who lights this conflagration.

It is a question of finding in the present, the flesh of the world an 'ever new' and 'always the same'--A sort of time of sleep. The sensible, Nature, transcend the past present distinction, realize from within a passage from one into the other. Existential eternity. The indestructible, the barbaric Principle. Do a psychoanalysys of Nature: it is the flesh, the mother. A philosophy of the flesh is the condition without which psychoanalysis remains anthropology.

The moment that one understands time as chiasm then past and present are Ineinaander, each enveloping-enveloped--and that itself is the flesh.

The visible has to be described as something that is realized through man, but which is nowise anthropology. Nature as the other side of man (as flesh--nowise as 'matter'). Logos also as what is realized in man, but nowise as his property.

Flora was in that state where the spirit may be willing but the flesh is weak and wishes to go on holiday - and where the flesh in most cases wins hands down with a packed suitcase. It did so now. So she did what many a researcher both great and insignificant does when they are stuck. She yawned while contemplating how to catch the Muse by surprising Her. Almost invariably, the Muse has seen it all before - and also yawns.

it is only through the 'flesh' that I can break the tyranny of mind; for it is only when a man hears his flesh along with the rest of him that he hears himself wholly

Love came bearing love A chalice of light We bathed in love and drank it Then our flesh Seemed like the leaves Enameled bright forever.

Because she was solid gold, fourteen-carat, barely burnished despite twenty years of hard molling. But beneath it, I knew, beneath that gold and stardust, she was all grit and sharp teeth gnashing, head twisting, talons out, tearing flesh. She was all open mouth, tunneling into an awful nothing. I hated her. And I felt closer to her than ever. Goddamn her.

If what is in the blood conquers the flesh, then one is humble, patient, chaste and has every virtue. If the flesh conquers the blood, however, one is proud, angry and shameless, having every kind of vice.

The man on the ceiling casts shadows of flesh, and sometimes the shadows take on lives of their own.

If you are a true logos and I am a true logos, then there is the possibility of the dia-logos—a true dialogue...What is true dialogue in a world like ours? Our world is drowning in communication, but starving for genuine communio—the union of true communion...Profound communion, the flow of celestial language, becomes possible when we are speaking on the firm foundation of the Logos, the Word who became flesh, the One who redeemed the universe.

It's simply the way things are when people come together out of hurt rather than happiness. When you try to use people as band-aids you merely reinfect the wound, and every moment you spend with them is like a speck of glass working itself deeper into your flesh.

I've seen this happen before. Elder flesh works wonders on their systems, making them huge. And once they get a taste for Elder flesh, nothing else will satisfy them. It's probably after me now." Then, when the creature ignored him, he added, "Or not . . .

Bondage is a pleasure of the mind just as much as it is of the flesh.

Flesh goes on pleasuring us, and humiliating us, right to the end.

that to live without forgiveness was a kind of death with breathing and movement. However, Yoseb did not have enough energy to rise from his pallet, let alone search for his dear nephew, a boy who was like his own flesh.

We might have coupled In the bed-ridden monopoly of a moment Or broken flesh with one another At the profane communion table Where wine is spill'd on promiscuous lips We might have given birth to a butterfly With the daily-news Printed in blood on its wings

Love Songs (section III) - 1882-1966 We might have coupled In the bed-ridden monopoly of a moment Or broken flesh with one another At the profane communion table Where wine is spilled on promiscuous lips We might have given birth to a butterfly With the daily news Printed in blood on its wings.

Kako je ?udno to slijepo kretanje u nama, kako su ljudska tijela tajanstveni galvanski stupovi i kako se svi mi?emo po nekim mra?nim i neshvatljivim zakonima u svome mesu!

The envisaged self is the next stage in human evolution, and it will be born explicitly from the refusion of experienced spirit and experienced flesh—not as a "means" toward any externally established "end," but as a consciously perceived process of evolution unfolding itself. The primary urge of patriarchy has been to control and repress life toward some profitable end, rather than to allow this self-perceiving unfolding to occur.

every spirit that confesseth not that Jesus Christ is come in the flesh is not of God: and this is that spirit of antichrist,

The New Testament says the Word became flesh. Sacramental theology is all about discovering, in fear and trembling, how to allow that Word to go on becoming flesh.