My parents always wanted me to know why eating healthfully was important to overall performance, probably to drown out my whining for junk food.
I remember how, when I lived in Paris, there was a McDonald’s, and I’d always see Americans eating there and think, ‘Why do they come all the way to Paris and eat at McDonald’s?’
I’m always, all the time, eating chocolate. I eat pretty healthy, but then I go all out when it has to do with chocolate.
In the entirety of my life, I have never had an eating disorder.
I think I should be described as ‘bi’ – not bisexual, because I’m not – I’m gay – but ‘binational’ because I retain British nationality, and I add to it being Australian, which is like having your cake and eating it.
Google is my best friend and my worst enemy. It’s fabulous for research, but then it becomes addictive. I’ll have a character eating an orange, and next thing I’m Googling types of oranges, I’m visiting chat rooms about oranges, I’m learning the history of the orange.
You get so weak from eating pears that you fall down, and then they come and take you away on a stretcher.
I would love having Winnie-the-Pooh stay here at the house. We could talk of food and what we were eating next. Maybe ponder that over a little morsel… and then take a little nap and dream of desserts.
Eating well, being around the table with the family or friends or relatives – it doesn’t get any better.
This is what people don’t understand: obesity is a symptom of poverty. It’s not a lifestyle choice where people are just eating and not exercising. It’s because kids – and this is the problem with school lunch right now – are getting sugar, fat, empty calories – lots of calories – but no nutrition.
I wasn’t eating the right kinds of calories. I didn’t know about healthy carbs such as brown rice and lentils. Now I eat small meals throughout the day: oatmeal with cinnamon to start, fruit and yogurt as a snack, and vegetables or with chicken or tuna, and a healthy carb, like a yam, for lunch.
One of the things I do to stay healthy and fit is to make sure I exercise every single day. Aside from eating right and getting enough sleep, exercise keeps me trim and boosts my energy.
An eating disorder epidemic suggests that love and disgust are being jointly marketed, as it were; that wherever the proposition might first have come from, the unacceptability of the female body has been disseminated culturally.
Everything that has to do with food is sensuous. In the United States, however, we are eating all the time. We have a problem with obesity. And yet, we don’t enjoy food that much.
To be always intending to make a new and better life but never to find time to set about it is as to put off eating and drinking and sleeping from one day to the next until you’re dead.
I am not a vegetarian. For some time, I tried to be a semi-vegetarian, eating only fish, birds, and no red meat, but… I don’t know if I have an opinion on vegetarianism.
I was eating in a Chinese restaurant downtown. There was a dish called Mother and Child Reunion. It’s chicken and eggs. And I said, I gotta use that one.
There’s a great metaphor that one of my doctors uses: If a fish is swimming in a dirty tank and it gets sick, do you take it to the vet and amputate the fin? No, you clean the water. So, I cleaned up my system. By eating organic raw greens, nuts and healthy fats, I am flooding my body with enzymes, vitamins and oxygen.
Whenever I have friends over, we end up eating and talking and losing track of time, and, once in a while, singing karaoke. It reminds me of the family meals we had in Russia, which always lasted a very long time. That’s a tradition I miss.
When I lost weight due to only eating once a day, people said how lean and healthy I looked.
We struggle with eating healthily, obesity, and access to good nutrition for everyone. But we have a great opportunity to get on the right side of this battle by beginning to think differently about the way that we eat and the way that we approach food.
If I was having a bad day, eating was like self-medicating. But if you abuse food, you still have to use that substance that you abuse every day. You have to learn to use it responsibly.
I’m crazy about westerns. I need to do a western once in a while. It’s like you know, eating bread, eating pasta, drinking wine. It’s in my blood. I need it.
For me, one of the important things about keeping vocally healthy is warming up and making sure I’m aware where my voice is at, drinking lots of water and getting plenty of sleep, and just taking care of myself with exercise and eating healthy.
I enjoy eating and have no issues with eating. I am not going to be one of those girls who have to watch her weight.
The thought of eating rabbit and squirrels doesn’t appeal to me. And that was on our table quite often as a kid. In your uppity restaurants, they serve a lot of rabbit. But I just can’t help but think of Peter. And deer, I can’t go there, because of Bambi.
When I am full, I stop eating.
Food is not just eating energy. It’s an experience.
I love meat – I’m Cuban; I grew up eating meat, platanos, and arroz con pollo. I don’t believe in starving yourself, but sometimes I do cleanses and diets to prepare for a role.
I don’t always have the best eating habits. I like butter and ice cream. There are days when I should work out and I don’t. But it’s never too late to change old habits.
I made a lot of friends over the years and I would always look at what they were eating. All of them were skinny. I would think that I would like to eat like that.
I almost fainted. There was no family history. I had been eating a vegetarian diet and I exercised.
I wanna buy vinyl and I want to listen to records on it. I want to put on ‘Dark Side of the Moon’ in the dining room while I’m eating pasta or whatever. You know what I mean.
Before I started school striking I had no energy, no friends and I didn’t speak to anyone. I just sat alone at home, with an eating disorder. All of that is gone now, since I have found a meaning, in a world that sometimes seems shallow and meaningless to so many people.
Every other guitar player was just copying other guitarists. From the time I was 13 up until 18, I practiced at least eight hours a day, every day. My health suffered for it – I was losing sleep and not eating properly.
My eating habits were so bad for many years that I didn’t actually know the intricacies of making a salad.
If you’re working out in front of a mirror and watching your muscles grow, your ego has reached a point where it is now eating itself. That’s why I believe there should be a psychiatrist at every health club, so that when they see you doing this, they will take you away for a little chat.
I’m not from a maple producing area and so my maple syrup credentials are very much of the eating side.
Eating good food energizes me.
I once dieted so religiously I quit eating in church.
I have an obsession with Milk Duds. Eating them tastes like heaven.
I was eating bad stuff. Lots of sugar and carbs, junk food all the time. It makes you very irritated.
Having struggled with food issues and eating disorders myself, particularly when I was younger, I’ve long been interested in using it within my books.
I think you need to be intentional at times about your leadership – where you’re eating lunch, who you’re interacting with, making guys feel like you’re interested in what they’re doing. If it’s authentic, then it’s going to be an easy conversation and easy hangout time.
We don’t promote or advocate people eating a whole pizza.
If the real radical finds that having long hair sets up psychological barriers to communication and organization, he cuts his hair. If I were organizing in an orthodox Jewish community, I would not walk in there eating a ham sandwich unless I wanted to be rejected so I could have an excuse to cop out.
I’m trying to cut down a little on eating, on sodium, keep my blood pressure down, which is tough. Because I love food! I do, but it’s unfair how everything that’s bad for you tastes so good, and all the good stuff, veggies and green things, doesn’t match up.
I’m very good about eating breakfast, lunch and dinner.
It distresses me when I take my seven-year-old nephew out. I cook healthy food, and he wants to go to McDonald’s. He doesn’t even like the food; he just wants the toys, the Happy Meals. I can’t stand to see people walking down the street eating fast food.
Socialists find me too far left; Trotskyites not far enough; ecologists say I am too happy eating foie gras, defending nuclear energy and GM plants; feminists find I am not enough of a woman; anarchists a petit-bourgeois who has sold out because I believe in universal suffrage.
I panicked when my son, Jett, stopped eating baby food. He’s only two, but his food vocabulary is fantastic. He likes my baked tilapia and string beans with chopped garlic. But he really likes pizza. Sometimes every inanimate object to him is pizza.
My wife, Sharon, and I started with nothing when we got married. I was driving a 1902 Pinto and eating off a card table.
The joy for me as a writer is that, despite the fact I spend most of my life on my own in a room eating too much chocolate and drinking too much tea, eventually they let me out into the world.
The most important thing I want to get across is that maintaining weight loss is just hard. It takes a dedication to exercise and eating right most of the time.
