When I was growing up, one or two girls were beautiful, but it was not an aspiration, right?

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

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

Mothers unconsciously allow more latitude to sons, and open encouragement, and with daughters they treat them as they would treat themselves.

The analyst's psyche operates as a kind of... something to hold on to while somebody's going through therapy, if they're deconstructing their own psyche, if that's cracking up in some way, or dissolving.

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.

Bodies are becoming our personal mission to tame, extend and perfect.