You are imperfect, permanently and inevitably flawed. And you are beautiful.
A fit, healthy body—that is the best fashion statement
There is nothing more rare, nor more beautiful, than a woman being unapologetically herself; comfortable in her perfect imperfection. To me, that is the true essence of beauty.
HOW do you define a word without concrete meaning? To each his own, the saying goes, so WHY push to attain an ideal state of being that no two random people will agree is WHERE you want to be? Faultless. Finished. Incomparable. People can never be these, and anyway, WHEN did creating a flawless facade become a more vital goal than learning to love the person WHO lives inside your skin? The outside belongs to others. Only you should decide for you - WHAT is perfect.
The human body is the best work of art.
It's not all bad. Heightened self-consciousness, apartness, an inability to join in, physical shame and self-loathing—they are not all bad. Those devils have been my angels. Without them I would never have disappeared into language, literature, the mind, laughter and all the mad intensities that made and unmade me.
We are beautiful because we are sons and daughters of God, not because we look a certain way.
When our emotional health is in a bad state, so is our level of self-esteem. We have to slow down and deal with what is troubling us, so that we can enjoy the simple joy of being happy and at peace with ourselves.
Everything changed when I learned to honour my body instead of fighting it. When I learned to take care of it, like a precious castle to protect this weary heart. To stop harming it, punishing it for looking like this or that, feeling like this or that. I don’t look like they all told me I had to, but I’m healthy and strong and vital. That is enough.
Our bodies were printed as blank pages to be filled with the ink of our hearts
Does your body belong to you? Does it do what you tell it to? If the man comes over and through, Does your body belong to you?
I used to criticize my body for everything I felt it wasn't. Now, I praise my body for what it has carried me through.
your body is so much more than a lesson to be learnt
May I see the beauty in others without denigrating my own.