Victoria Moran
Victoria Moran is an American writer born on January 1, 1950.
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In fact, just heading toward veganism lifts a not insignificant burden from the earth. According to food pundit Michael Pollan, who’s not a vegetarian, if everybody did even “Meatless Monday,” it would be the environmental equivalent of taking 20 million midsize cars off the road.

Sometimes customizing is necessary because of an injury or the inability to do, for a short or long period, the kind of exercise you formerly did. When you’re used to customizing for fun, doing it under duress won’t seem like such an imposition. Either way, experiment until you find activities that make you happy as well as healthy. Choose your exercise using the same criteria you’d apply to choosing a date – that is, attractive to you and able to hold your interest for an hour.

What is so priceless about being the selves we were created to grow into is that it’s impossible to do it wrong.

Life has its rhythm and we have ours. They’re designed to coexist in harmony, so that when we do what is ours to do and otherwise let life be, we garner acceptance and serenity.

I’m over the hill, maybe even the whole mountain range, but I don’t see it that way even one little bit.

It simply feels right to me to blend the glittery delights of New York City with a largely raw vegan diet – with the soul-deep conviction that animals are not ours to eat, wear, exploit or experiment on.

I realize that I’m a mature woman and one of these days, incredible diet or not, I’ll be a little old lady.

As a society, we need to get lots more flexible about what constitutes beauty. It isn’t a particular hair color or a particular body type; it’s the woman who grew the hair and lives in the body. Keeping this in mind can only make things better.

Beauty at 70 years old isn’t the same as beauty at 20 years old, but it is stunning nonetheless.
