318 Quotes About Body-image

Right/Wrong Things To Say To A Client About Shape Don’t Say… “We need to get you looking like an hourglass figure, which is considered the perfect figure.” Do Say… “Let’s find your body shape and work with styles to define the look for your desired effect, as we are all precious works of art, each unique and amazing.

I've learned that in order to be an efficacious woman with any sort of spiritual power, I first have to love my body.

You should totally get implants," she said admiringly in the mirror. I shake my head. "I don't yet know what I'm going to do with my life, Diane. But I'm hoping being shaped like a barbell could only be a hindrance.

Eating – overeating – saved me. It comforted me when I was at the mercy of grown-ups who didn't know how to give what I needed. Food was something to which I had ready access, and with it I cleverly fashioned a survival mechanism that pulled me back from the edge of insanity. – a young MacGuyver of angst and junk food.

Sie blickte an sich herab – ein paar blasse Dehnungsstreifen auf den Oberschenkelinnenseiten und am Bauch. Und man sah ihr an, dass sie gut zu Abend gegessen hatte. Also nichts, wofür sie sich schämen müsste.

Food is not the enemy,society is.

We may also discover that sexual abuse helps to explain the high prevalence rates of eating disorders among women and may lend some insight into why we are starting to see more documentation of eating disorders among boys as we see the reports of sexual abuse for male children increasing. Culture alone cannot explain the phenomena of such high rates of eating disorders.

Perhaps a past of bingeing, restricting, or purging comes back to haunt you from time to time. Maybe you have to fight hard battles against vanity, gluttony, and shame. But with God’s saving power, every new day is a gift, an opportunity to detach yourself from tormenting thoughts about food or how you look and to attach yourself to God. Remember, we all hunger for God, more than we hunger for a big bowl of ice cream or a perfect physique.

The body gives up faster than the soul. Time wrinkles it, wounds it, debases it. Varicose veins, menopause… Time makes it a caricature… The body plays along, a good sport. The soul, though, is a sore loser. It needs more time to blow out the candles. It only concedes in fits and starts… through painful revelations… through a series of frights.