This sentence affects not only those popes, cardinals bishops, and monks who were notoriously wicked and made their bellies their Gods.
"Commentary on the Epistle to the Galatians" by Martin Luther
Swillers and belly-gods they be; slothful swine that forget their chieftain.
"The Story of the Glittering Plain or the Land of Living Men" by William Morris
The belly is the reason why man does not so readily take himself for a God.
"Beyond Good and Evil" by Friedrich Nietzsche
And, bad as he was, I thank God for sending him on his way home with his belly full.
"Erema" by R. D. Blackmore
That God fills the Bellies of the Ungodly, but he gives the Kingdom of Heaven to the Good and Godly.
"Selections from the Table Talk of Martin Luther" by Martin Luther
The tavern is his palace and his belly is his god; a whore is his mistress and the devil is his master.
"Character Writings of the 17th Century" by Various
In short, his God is his belly, and his feasts, and the vices and sins consequent upon this.
"The Philippine Islands, 1493-1898" by E. H. Blair
One man's god is his belly, another's his reputation, a third's cleverness.
"Some Christian Convictions" by Henry Sloane Coffin
The Englishman has no God except his belly or his purse.
"The Continental Monthly, Volume V. Issue I" by Various
He makes a god of his belly, is punished for his idolatry, and then whines by the hour to his doctor.
"Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine - Volume 55, No. 343, May 1844" by Various
In fable, I'll no verse equip,
But sober truth will tell ye;
In circumf'rence you far outstrip
The God of wond'rous belly.
"To The Corpulent Counsellor W--" by William Hutton
A false majority, by stealth,
Have got her fast, and sway the rod:
A headless tyrant built of wealth,
The hypocrite, the belly-God.
"Lines To A Friend Visiting America" by George Meredith
Life's like a lighted fag, thought I;
We smoke it stale; then after
Death turns our belly to the sky:
The Gods must have their laughter.
"The Smoking Frog" by Robert W Service
She will go to serve the bed
Of a fat man with no God,
A guts that cannot walk,
A belly hiding his own feet,
A rolling paunch
Between itself and love.
"Vengeance" by Edward Powys Mathers
With emulation fir'd on ev'ry spray,
They seem to strive throughout the live-long day,
Which best shall praise the bounteous God above,
Who fills their bellies in the secret grove.
"A Rebuke, For Neglecting To Beg A Blessing On, And To Return Thanks For, Our Food" by Rees Prichard
But cause us to resound thy praises still,
Who with thy goodness dost our bellies fill —
And make us own, that 'tis the God of might,
Who feeds us ev'ry morning, noon, and night!
"Grace Before Meat" by Rees Prichard