Emma Woolf Quotes

I wondered, Why would you run with someone else? Why would you choose to share this intense, solitary activity, mile after mile, in sunshine and rain, alone with your thoughts, every step making you leaner, firmer, every mile taking you farther from the lazy, lethargic world? Like writing and eating, I couldn't stand to share my running. It was such a personal thing: a therapeutic punishment, a way to push, push, push myself.

For me, women's attitudes to eating, hunger and their bodies are fascinating and confusing in equal measure. I find myself simultaneously involved and alienated, both a participant and an outsider. Of course I understand what women mean when they talk about food and weight; I understand when they refer to being good (dieting), or feeling guilty (greedy), or treating themselves (cake). I get it when women talk about disliking specific parts of their bodies. But it's hard too, emerging from a decade of severe eating restriction, to look around me for examples of how to eat normally, and how to accept myself, to find that the majority of women are struggling with these issues too. Rationally we know that getting thinner won't make us happier or more fulfilled – and yet we never give up trying.

Then I took a shower, unlocked the door, and set out on destroying myself.

Are we really going to spend our whole lives like this, feeling the wrong shape and the wrong weight in the wrong skin?

When everything is available, nothing is ever enough.

In fact, I think the cleverest people must be pessimistic, depressed, because they are realistic, and they see how the world really is.