To chew and digest everything, however⁠—that is the genuine swine-nature! Ever to say Ye‑a ⁠—that hath only the ass learnt, and those like it!⁠—

Deep yellow and hot red⁠—so wanteth my taste⁠—it mixeth blood with all colours. He, however, who whitewasheth his house, betrayeth unto me a whitewashed soul.

With mummies, some fall in love; others with phantoms: both alike hostile to all flesh and blood⁠—oh, how repugnant are both to my taste! For I love blood.

And there will I not reside and abide where everyone spitteth and speweth: that is now my taste⁠—rather would I live amongst thieves and perjurers. Nobody carrieth gold in his mouth.