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Flesh was not all flesh but partly appetite.
Before she met Jesus, Margery had appeared refined to herself: she was a mayor's daughter. She had recognized in Jesus her own aristocracy. Little by little she adopted vulgar manners to conform to Jesus's view of her; her words retreated to where substances and bodies pass into the world.

“As though all you had to do was get his attention and right away he produced the feeling you were feeling. With less than a blink, his face seemed to change—underneath it lay the activity”

I feel like I’m flirting with the author in the way I’m reading this.