mine: je vous salue marie

I think that the spirit acts on the body, breathes through it, transfigures it, veils it to make it fairer than it is. For what is flesh alone? What … is flesh … alone? You may see it and feel only disgust. You may see it in the gutter, drunken, or in the coffin, dead. The world’s as full of flesh as a grocer’s counter is of candles at the start of winter. But not until you’ve bought a candle home and lit it can it give you comfort.
—  from Frere Francis, by Julien Green, a biography of St Francis. This part a retelling of a parable about flesh and the candle. As read in Jean-Luc Godard’s Je Vous Salue, Marie (Sequence 10: “What is Flesh?”)