If American men are obsessed with money, American women are obsessed with weight. The men talk of gain, the women talk of loss, and I do not know which talk is the more boring.
When it comes to boys and her weight, I think Ellenor is much more conservative than I am, and she has not had the dialogue I have had about my weight.
I hate overweight, because it implies that there's a weight standard I should be adhering to.
My parents have always been offended by my weight, embarrassed maybe. It didn't fit with their sensibilities.
I look at an ant and I see myself: a native South African, endowed by nature with a strength much greater than my size so I might cope with the weight of a racism that crushes my spirit.
Conventional wisdom notwithstanding, there is no reason either in football or in poetry why the two should not meet in a man's life if he has the weight and cares about the words.
I'm clean and sober for over a year and no one seems to care! They're like, 'Oh, her dramatic weight gain.' So, stop making fun of me!
I worked with a mime coach. I did weapons training. I did weight training.
My weight went up and down like a yo-yo.
When I became of service to other people I stopped worrying about my weight so much.
Man is a masterpiece of creation if for no other reason than that, all the weight of evidence for determinism notwithstanding, he believes he has free will.
The whole thing of weight, I guess it's because there is a wider fascination we all have with weight.
Right now I'm 185, which is really good for me yet very hard for me to maintain. My weight seems high for the average woman, but I've got big bones and I'm maintaining muscle.
Generally, the more weight you put on, the less effective you are.
When I'm not in training. I'll walk around the streets at 153, but it's not solid; it's my socializing weight.