I'm very happy with my body.
There are days when I will be like, 'Oh my goodness, I am not happy with the way I look because I cannot fit into any of my clothes.' So I eat quinoa that week, and then I feel good.
Nothing tastes as good as skinny feels.
I don't have parts of my body that I hate or would like to trade for somebody else's or wish I could surgically adjust into some fantasy version of what they are.
When I was really little, I was skinny and people laughed at me for being skinny, so, we all pay our dues for the bodies we're in one way or another. But thank god I haven't needed to alter it to feel good about myself.
I'm actually happier with my body now . . . because the body I have now is the body I've worked for. I have a better relationship with it. From a purely aesthetic point of view, my body was better when I was 22, 23. But I didn't enjoy it. I was too busy comparing it to everyone else's.
I'm happy with my body.
The dear, stupid body is as easily satisfied as a spaniel.
As long as I'm in good physical shape, that's a passion for me, to be physically fit. That's the main thing now, the look is secondary. But I think I look OK, not too bad for a 55 year old.
I feel better in my body now than when I was 20. Why not?
I know I'm not a buff dude in any sense, but I'm more than comfortable with my body.
I feel comfortable at 154 lbs.
I could do with losing a few pounds off my bum, but I enjoy my social life and going out for dinner far too much to have the nicest bum in the world.
I can't say this enough, I'm totally comfortable with my body. I like my body, I don't think it's a bad thing, I think I have a nice body, I'm happy with it.
I don't have a model's body. But I'm not one of those crazy girls who thinks that they're fat. I'm okay with what I have. I can rock this body, you know?
The lust of the flesh directs these desires [of personal union], however, to satisfaction of the body, often at the cost of a real and full communion of persons.
I like being small - I've known so many women with big boobs who feel overweight or end up with back problems.
I'm very happy with myself and I think - I always say that I think that if you feel like you're not in the right body, then by all means get to where you want to be.
I didn't get excited by weight loss, and since I was already happy being fat, I couldn't see the point of it all. I'm 6 ft. and weigh about 18 st. or 19 st., but weighing myself is not something I do with much pleasure.
We wake up and go to sleep with ourselves every single day. We see ourselves in the mirror from every angle. We know what we look like. We know what makes us happy about our bodies and what upsets us. And we don't need to value the opinions of others at all - especially from people who that we don't even know, or that we don't care about.
Real body satisfaction starts when you learn to see yourself for more than your weight.
I wouldn't mind being taller or stronger.
It doesn't have to be a problem for children to be fat, but it does affect you: you aren't as happy in that skin.
The mind is satisfied with phrased, but not the body, the body is more fastidious, it wants muscles. A body always tells the truth, that's why it's usually depressing and disgusting to look at.
I'm not trying to be with six-pack abs and big muscles and all that. None of that, you know.
