As awesome a work of art as my body is, It is beyond price. No Greek sculpture of a God can compare. No carving of Nordic heroes do it justice.
Of course my body looks like it was done by Picasso on an opium binge and not Michelangelo BUT THATS BESIDES THE POINT...
Some got big parts, some got little parts. Me, I’m just glad I got all my parts and they still work!
What a piece of work is a man, how noble in reason, how
infinite in faculties, in form and moving how express and
admirable, in action how like an angel, in apprehension how like
a god! the beauty of the world, the paragon of animals—and yet,
to me, what is this quintessence of dust? Man delights not me—
nor woman neither, though by your smiling you seem to say so.