If bread, wine, eggs and partridges could speak, they would cry out: ‘Let holy men eat us, let the servants of our God eat us.  Let us not be eaten by the enemies of our God.  Let our substance, our flesh, be incorporated into the saints, so that it may rise again in them to glory, and not in sinners – for in them, it would rise for hell (Cornelius à Lapide, on Hosea 2:9, quoting a preacher whom he had once heard in Belgium.)