#fat

If you can keep your head when all about you Are losing theirs and blaming it on you, If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you, But make allowance for their doubting too;! ↗

— Rudyard Kipling

#ataraxy #coming-of-age #fathers-and-sons #philosophical #age

This is what I know. I look like my father. My father disappeared when he was seventeen years old. Hannah once told me that there is something unnatural about being older than your father ever got to be. When you can say that at the age of seventeen, it's a different kind of devastating. ↗

— Melina Marchetta

#father #unnatural #age

Fat-bashing in all its varied forms–criticism, exclusion, shaming, fat talk, self-deprecation, jokes, gossip, bullying–is one of the last acceptable forms of prejudice. From a very young age, before they can walk away or defend themselves, women are taught that they are how they look, not what they do or what they know. (1) ↗

— Robyn Silverman

#fat-bashing #girls #overweight #prejudice #self-esteem

Who ever he is, I agree with your mother," said Dad as he entered the kitchen. "Stay away from him. Stay away from them all until you're of marrying age. Once you reach a nice, mature fifty-four, gentlemen callers will be welcomed here. ↗

— Sarah Rees Brennan

#jon #kami #age

There are too many steps in this castle, and it seems to me they add a few every night, just to vex me" - Maester Cressen ↗

— George R.R. Martin

#lazy #old-age #stairs #steps #age

I had a very angry father and was disconnected from my family. ↗

— William P. Young

#disconnected #family #father #had #i

She threw back her head with a laugh that made her chins ripple like little waves. ↗

— Edith Wharton

#fat #laugh #age

Doesn't seem quite real. It's not meaningful. I can't quite imagine myself being 73. That's the age my father was! [Laughter.] How can I be his age? It's weird. ↗

— Don DeLillo

#ageing #fathers #robert-mccrum #weirdness #age

I was coming up on a cross street when a man wearing a filthy suit stepped out from around the corner of the building ahead and directly into my path. Bent with age, he turned bleak red eyes to me and stared. Pressed with his chest to both hands he carried a paperback book as soiled and bereft as his suit. Are you one of the real ones or not? he demanded. And after a moment, when I failed to answer, he walked on, resuming his sotto voce conversation. A chill passed through me. Somehow, indefinably, I felt, felt with the kind of baffled, tacit understanding that we have in dreams , that I had just glimpsed one possible future self. ↗

— James Sallis

#fate #life #age

You cannot always depend on prayers to be answered the way you want them answered but you can always depend on God. God, the loving Father often denies us those things which in the end would prove harmful to us. Every boy wants a revolver at age four, and no father yet has ever granted that request. Why should we think God is less wise? Someday we will thank God not only for what He gave us, but also for that which He refused. ↗

— Fulton J. Sheen

#god #prayer #request #age