#image

The workings of the human heart are the profoundest mystery of the universe. One moment they make us despair of our kind, and the next we see in them the reflection of the divine image. ↗

— Charles W. Chesnutt

#divine #heart #human #human heart #image

As we're bombarded with the imagery that we are and now, post 9-11, it's hard not to get hardened by the world and the amount of violence that's allowed to be shown to kids these days. ↗

— Mark Ruffalo

#amount #bombarded #days #get #hard

It's still not easy to find roles that offer more complex images of women. ↗

— Susan Sarandon

#easy #find #images #more #offer

The past is not simply the past, but a prism through which the subject filters his own changing self-image. ↗

— Doris Kearns Goodwin

#filters #his #own #past #prism

Most fathers don't see the war within the daughter, her struggles with conflicting images of the idealized and flawed father, her temptation both to retreat to Daddy's lap and protection and to push out of his embrace to that of beau and the world beyond home. ↗

— Victoria Secunda

#beyond #both #conflicting #daddy #daughter

I enjoy a torture session on the rowing machine and I also enjoy my mom’s homemade peach cobbler. I enjoy flopping like that dead fish with hips that can’t lie in dance class, and I also enjoy ordering pizza with my kid, renting a movie, and downing popcorn while we share some special time together. I enjoy seeing how much I can lift at the gym and I also enjoy stuffing a fresh chewy chocolate chip cookie into my face when I’m having a hard day. ↗

— Dan Pearce

#body-image #fitness #goals #life #weight

She was every inch the skeletal goddess that had been promised by the bones of her feet. ↗

— Jefferson Smith

#body-image #bones #dieting #fantasy #feet

Women get boob jobs to give themselves a certain edge. Frankly, I don't see why they nearly kill themselves trying to diet off their equally bulbous hips. ↗

— Kim Brittingham

#dieting #weight-loss #diet

Then there was the realisation that I didn't actually feel that much better when I was thin(ner). In fact the 'thin' version felt worse because I lived with hunger clawing at my stomach all the time, and in fear that I was going to get fat again. After years of neuroticism I'd finally understood those who loved me would continue to put up with me fat or thin, and those who didn't ignored me. As a middle-aged woman I was pretty much invisible anyway. To pass unnoticed through an image-obsessed society is surprisingly liberating. ↗

— Helen Brown

#self-esteem #thin #weight-loss #age

Eating – overeating – saved me. It comforted me when I was at the mercy of grown-ups who didn't know how to give what I needed. Food was something to which I had ready access, and with it I cleverly fashioned a survival mechanism that pulled me back from the edge of insanity. – a young MacGuyver of angst and junk food. ↗

— Kim Brittingham

#dieting #food #food-additction #mental-health #diet