May my thoughts
A desire fulfilled is sweet to the soul, but fools abhor
Bread gained by deceit
Then they will say, ‘Under these conditions I can enjoy sweet sleep when I wake up and look around.’”
I take no delight
therefore, take note: I am about to gather all your lovers whom you enjoyed, both all those you loved and all those you hated. I will gather them against you from all around, and I will expose your nakedness to them, and they will see all your nakedness.