Celebrity culture is something that pains me.

I wish we could treat our bodies as the place we live from, rather than regard it as a place to be worked on, as though it were a disagreeable old kitchen in need of renovation and update.

Many young girls are constantly consumed by controlling and managing their body image to the extent that they are much more involved in the production of the self than in living.

Today, 'fat' has become not a description of size but a moral category tainted with criticism and contempt.

A wanted pregnancy as much as a dreaded pregnancy can play differently than all one's previous imaginings.

I thought of the analyst Winnicott's observation: 'It is a joy to be hidden but disaster not to be found'.

Fat people are so rarely included in visual culture that fat is perceived as a blot on the landscape of sleek and slim.

No one likes to feel helpless. We find it psychologically unbearable and inside ourselves we may try to make ourselves part author of our misfortune rather than simply the recipient of it.

Fat is a way of saying no to powerlessness and self-denial.

When they took TV to Fiji they found that after 3 years nearly 12 girls out of 100 were over the toilet bowls with bulimia because they felt inferior.

Fat is a social disease, and fat is a feminist issue.

It's impossible to sprint into the providential arms of what is ahead...if we continue to trip on what is behind.

Sometimes a cigar is just a smoke and a coincidence is just a coincidence.

In trying to commit my life to finding and participating in some of the purposes of Christ, as I can determine them, my energies and abilities are gradually being focused and are working together.

Only I have no luck any more. But who knows? Maybe today. Every day is a new day. It is better to be lucky. But I would rather be exact. Then when luck comes you are ready.

Computers in classrooms are the filmstrips of the 1990s.

I love movies. I mean, I really, really love movies.

It's important to find a team where you can be comfortable. I know there are a lot of high expectatons.

I am a strong partisan of second causes, and I believe firmly that the entire gallinaceous order has been merely created to furnish our larders and our banquets.

The existence of God is the ultimate paradox.

Mankind censure injustice fearing that they may be the victims of it, and not because they shrink from committing it.