“Here lies Howard Campbell’s essence,
Freed from his body’s noisome nuisance.
His body, empty, prowls the earth,
Earning what a body’s worth.
If his body and his essence remain apart,
Burn his body, but spare this, his heart.”

“His food
Was glory, which was poison to his mind
And peril to his body.”

“If only his mind were as easy to fix as his body.”

“He was one of a lean body and visage, as if his eager soul, biting for anger at the clog of his body, desired to fret a passage through it.”

“He wept, and it felt as if the tears were cleansing him, as if his body needed to empty itself.”

“Mr. Duffy lived a short distance from his body.”

“Not body enough to cover his mind decently with; his intellect is improperly exposed.”

“For no man is free who is a slave to his body.”
Nemo liber est qui corpori servit.

“After his kisses and hugs it feels like without them my body will fall apart into pieces.”

“Antony … used to say that it behooved a man to give all his time to his soul rather than his body, yet to grant a short space to the body through its necessities; but all the more earnestly to give up the whole remainder to the soul and seek its profit, that it might not be dragged down by the pleasures of the body, but, on the contrary, the body might be in subjection to the soul.”