I got around to reading Heart of Darkness the other day. The narrator describes Kurtz by saying "But his soul was mad." I thought, this takes the belief in the soul/body duality to a new level!

If we have a soul that's separate from our mind and body, isn't it supposed to be the perfect thing? Like the Platonic, perfect form that goes off to heaven when we die, so that we're not trapped in a warped and crippled form for eternity?

But if the soul itself could go bad - how terrifying is it to consider that our minds and bodies could be in thrall to a poisoned soul?

Well, we all just do the best we can, I suppose. Lucky for us your soul is a horny one, smoking away somewhere there behind those glittering eyes.