I can trace every romance of my life back to a meal. My memories are enhanced by the tender morsels had at tables across from lovers, on blankets with friends who'd eventually become more, in banquets, barbecues, and breakfasts. — Stephanie Klein Copy Share Image
“I still love to love my friends, but I punctuate those moments with solitude.” — Stephanie Klein Copy Share Image
My therapist told me I need to learn to love myself. It sounds easy enough, but really, how do you just wake up one… — Stephanie Klein Copy Share Image
How many slams in an old screen door? Depends how loud you shut it. How many slices in a bread? Depends how thin you… — Stephanie Klein Copy Share Image
“Are you, are you happy?" I am today," she said. Maybe that's what really mattered? Living in the now, and all that crap about… — Stephanie Klein Copy Share Image
When we die, no one remembers us for what we weighed. Our weight isn't etched into our headstones. — Stephanie Klein Copy Share Image
The way I see it, love is an amusement park, and food its souvenir. — Stephanie Klein Copy Share Image
The times in my life when I've been my thinnest, I've been a walking psycho wreck. Forget the fact that I was basically starving… — Stephanie Klein Copy Share Image
I hated the reflection in the mirror. I wanted so much to be someone else... I thought that if I was thinner, the rest… — Stephanie Klein Copy Share Image
It's about not rewarding your children with food, not always celebrating with food. I do think it's important to find other ways to comfort… — Stephanie Klein Copy Share Image
Women in our generation, we were taught we can be and do anything as long as we work hard. But you can't work hard… — Stephanie Klein Copy Share Image
If someone wants to lead a double life, they will find a way to do it. And they can promise you things until your… — Stephanie Klein Copy Share Image
