“Sharks are being driven to extinction because people want to eat their fins and their flesh.”

Two-thirds of it is covered with oceans that are still mysterious places.

Human technology has made it to Mars. We are transmitting gorgeous pictures from it. Yet we have not explored our own planet.

I remember being in strong physics, physiology and biology classes.

This is the wonderful truth, my dear friends: the Word, which became flesh two thousand years ago, is present today in the Eucharist

We want flesh, flesh for fantasy.

Inordinate love for the flesh is cruelty, because under the appearance of pleasing the body, we kill the soul.

That hunger of the flesh, that longing for ease, that terror of incarceration, that insistence on tribal honour being obeyed: all of that exists, and it exists everywhere.

We are more than just flesh and bones. There’s a certain spiritual nature and something of the mind that we can’t measure. We can’t find it. With all our sophisticated equipment, we cannot monitor or define it, and yet it’s there.

In a fleshly tomb, I am buried above ground.

He that soweth to his flesh shall of the flesh reap corruption; but he that soweth to the Spirit shall of the Spirit reap life everlasting.

Beware of the dogs, beware of the evil workers, beware of those who mutilate the flesh!