John Chrysostom
Sweet words flow from the lips of the adulteress, speaking emptiness and deceit, attempting to rob you of even the smallest treasures. For a brief moment, her words may bring pleasure to your throat, offering a satisfying conversation that indulges the cravings of the flesh, but it is only fleeting satisfaction for humanity.
The seductress lacks the capacity for true love; her kisses carry poison, and her words are laced with harm. If this toxicity goes unnoticed, it becomes even more crucial to steer clear of her, for she conceals death beneath her allure, carrying with her a hidden demise that remains unseen at first glance.