Jean-Paul Sartre Quotes

My body's my best friend.

If you don't have a healthy relationship with yourself, how can you with anyone else? Even if it's not healthy, I imagine it's a lot of fun. And healthy or not, I still think there can be a lot of love.

You've got to have someone who loves your body. Who doesn't define you, but sees you. Who loves what he sees. Who you don't have to struggle to be good enough for.

Not only do self-love and love of others go hand in hand but ultimately they are indistinguishable.

When you saw me with a dagger in hand - as if to throw at you - you didn't call for your guards. You didn't fear I was here to kill you. You looked over your shoulder to see what I was aiming at. That's the most loving gesture I think a man could receive from a woman. Unless you'd like to sit on my knee for a while.

I think it's impossible to really understand somebody, what they want, what they believe, and not love them the way they love themselves.

We envy people we love for being always in their own loved company.

The journey from teaching about love to allowing myself to be loved proved much longer than I realised.

When younger, I was thin as a rail. As I've grown older, I've put on weight. I have continued to love myself in all those roles. Part of my spirituality, I always tell people, is to accept yourself for who you are.

I'm probably not 100 pounds anymore, but around there. I definitely got obsessed with my weight. When I met my husband and realized that he could put on 50 pounds and I'd still love him, I realized that's how he sees me or at least how he should!

I can encourage my daughter to love her body, but what really matters are the observations she makes about my relationship with my own body.

I just want to say, that if Jesus were alive, what would he be doing? Well, he would probably be accepting and loving people how they're made. And I always say this and it's really the truth. If being 4'11 was a sin, what would I do? Well, I could wear heels and I could add a wig.

I feel like the human body is what it is, and the more you make yourself comfortable with it, the better off you are. Love your body and embrace that.

Love is always open arms. If you close your arms about love you will find that you are left holding only yourself.

Most people have a harder time letting themselves love than finding someone to love them.

Much protective self-criticism stems from growing up around people who wouldn't or couldn't love you, and it's likely they still can't or won't. In general, however, the more you let go of the tedious delusion of your own unattractiveness, the easier it will be for others to connect with you, and the more accepted you'll feel.

When we have ceased to love the stench of the human animal, either in others or in ourselves, then are we condemned to misery, and clear thinking can begin.

I'm trying to stop focusing on my flaws and appreciate what I love about my body.

What you have to understand is that my thing is not glamour. I love stretch marks and C-section scars and all of that. I'm a grown man. You don't gotta put on no makeup with me.

The beauty of a woman must be seen from in her eyes, because that is the doorway to her heart, the place where love resides.

I've been through my highs, I've been through my lows; I've been through the gamut of all things in this business. Being too thin. Being bigger. I've been criticized for being on both sides of the scale. It's noise I block out automatically. I love my body.

It's important to fall in love with someone you don't want to change.

You have to love the characters you play, even if no one else does.

I love my job; I love the world that it is. But I don't want someone who is just in love with that world. I want to be with someone who is in love with me, warts and all.

No one's body is up for comment. No matter how small, how curvy, how round, how flat. If you love you, then I love you.