If I could eat without gaining weight or getting unhealthy, I would eat all the time.
Living with these teenage boys allowed me to see how much their psyches were like their girl counterparts. They were more familiar to me than I would have thought.
Clary wondered how many boyfriends she'd turned into rats by accident. -Clary to Isabelle, pg.245-
As a girl, the thought of gaining weight wasn't easy, but when I thought as an actor, I was very sure. That gave me the confidence, and I started training myself to gain weight, and then, as planned, I lost weight.
What the meat industry figured out is that you don't need healthy animals to make a profit. Sick animals are more profitable... Factory farms calculate how close to death they can keep animals without killing them. That's the business model. How quickly they can be made to grow, how tightly they can be packed, how much or how little can they eat, how sick they can get without dying...We live in a world in which it's conventional to treat an animal like a block of wood.
Remember when you fell out of that tree on the farm when you were ten, and broke your arm? Remember how he made them let him ride with you in the ambulance on the way to the hospital? He kicked and yelled till they gave in.” “You laughed,” said Clary, remembering, “and my mom hit you in the shoulder.” “It was hard not to laugh. Determination like that in a 10-year-old is something to see. He was like a pit bull.” “If pit bulls wore glasses and were allergic to ragweed.” -Luke and Clary talking about Simon, pg.211-
The missing stairs baffled Clary. What did vampires have against stairs? -Clary, pg.266-
Honestly, I have the quickest metabolism ever, I can eat as much as I want and barely gain any weight. So I just try to eat as much as I can every day.
I would wonder why I was gaining weight even after playing and exercising so much. It was only after I grew up that I got to know that the paranthas were called baldaar because of the amount of cream and ghee that went into making them.
Right. Vampires. But how do they get inside?" "They fly" ... "We dont fly," Clary felt impelled to point out. "No," Jace agreed. "We dont fly. We break and enter." ... "Flying sounds like more fun." -Clary & Jace, pg.258-
Sometimes," I ventured, "it doesn't occur to boys that their mother was ever young and pretty. . . I couldn't stand it if you boys were inconsiderate, or thought of her as if she were just somebody who looked after you. You see I was very much in love with your mother once, and I know there's nobody like her.
I'll never forget a meeting with one publisher where they said, 'We don't publish books for teenage boys; teenage boys don't read.'
How are you feeling?" "Like someone massaged me with a cheese grater." -Clary & Simon, pg.297-
Clary stopped dead in her tracks. "Simon?" "Oh, God," said Jace, sounding resigned. "And here I'd actually hoped I'd got hold of something interesting." -Clary and Jace pg. 114
I have teenage boys and I think teenage boys require a father to have eyeballs on them at all times.
Ask yourself, how do you feel after you eat that? If you're going to the bathroom every time you have pasta, you might have an intolerance for wheat - which could explain, for instance, why you're gaining weight.