Flesh

In vertebrate animals, flesh is the colloquial term for biological tissue which consists of skeletal muscles and fat as opposed to bones, viscera and integuments. Flesh may be used as food, in which case it commonly is called meat.

Other articles related to "flesh":

Sarcophaga Haemorrhoidalis - Description
... Sarcophagidae is the dipteran family commonly known as flesh flies, comprising approximately 2000 species ... Flesh flies are attracted to anything rotting, including feces ... Flesh flies appear to prefer sunlight over shaded conditions ...
Sarcophaga Haemorrhoidalis - Life Cycle
... Flesh flies are strongly attracted to carrion or dry flesh ... The female has a strong desire to lay larvae on the flesh and have even been noted to larviposit on the sleeve of a garment that has been previously soiled with blood ...
Satoru Kobayashi (director) - Life and Career - Flesh Market
... director's chair, Kobayashi wrote and directed the independent sex-film Flesh Market (1962) ... Flesh Market was the first Japanese film to show breasts on screen ... Flesh Market was an independent and underground film, and played only in "Adult" theaters ...
Sarcophaga
... Sarcophaga is a genus of true flies, the type of the flesh-fly family (Sarcophagidae) ... species are Sarcophaga africa, Sarcophaga bercaea, the grey flesh-fly Sarcophaga bullata, Sarcophaga carnaria, Sarcophaga crassipalpis, the friendly fly Sarcophaga aldrichi and the red-tai ...
Southern Bluefin Tuna - Flesh
... It has medium flavoured flesh and is regarded by both Japanese and Western chefs as the best raw fish to eat in the world ...

Famous quotes containing the word flesh:

    Oh, yes, I’d do it all again; the spirit is willing yet; I feel the same desire to do the work but the flesh is weak. It’s too bad that our bodies wear out while our interests are just as strong as ever.
    Susan B. Anthony (1820–1906)

    O! that this too too solid flesh would melt,
    Thaw and resolve itself into a dew;
    Or that the Everlasting had not fix’d
    His canon ‘gainst self-slaughter! O God! O God!
    How weary, stale, flat, and unprofitable
    Seem to me all the uses of this world.
    Fie on’t! O fie! ‘tis an unweeded garden,
    That grows to seed;
    William Shakespeare (1564–1616)

    My Friend is not of some other race or family of men, but flesh of my flesh, bone of my bone. He is my real brother.
    Henry David Thoreau (1817–1862)