When shall I rest, and be cleansed from the filthiness which is gone forth out of me?
For century after century the idea prevailed that filthiness was akin to holiness.
But all love, of whatsoever sort, say they, is a filthiness of the flesh.
I see dirt in mine own tears, and filthiness in the bottom of my prayers.
What is to be got rid of is not this or that defect or vice, ...