I'm going to ply it with pleasures -- cheesecake and yoga and fresh-squeezed orange juice with a mint leaf and long walks in the park. I'm going to drape it with things that feel good and slather it with things that smell nice. I'm going to take it out dancing every now and then and show it off.
I'm not going to deprive it of things it needs. I'm not going to fan my own contempt of it. I'm not going to try to change it.
I am, in fact, going to treat it as though it were the body of someone I loved."
--resonant8, in this post.