It may seem strange that saints who were not ruled by their bodies, who conquered them, in the phrase, should leave bodies that refuse to corrupt. But their eventual destiny is to be once more body and soul, human persons. And that is also the destiny of those poor devils whose perverse activities achieved a kind of immortality on film. The culture of death is founded on carnal pleasure. The libertine finally wants to kill.
Sensuality seems to have a mad logic that tends toward murder and necrophilia.
The culture of life is a celebration of the body in a different way, as an integral part of our person. How we live it will determine our eternal condition, whether of bliss or its opposite.