When I meet large women who walk with confidence and are articulate and really have an understanding of how they walk in this world, I love them so deeply for being able to overcome such unbelievable odds.

I can either cross the street, or I can keep waiting for another few years of green lights to go by.

Acting forces you to ask yourself, 'Can my constitution take a decade of constant rejection?' And after ten years, you either make it or you don't. And the problem is they don't tell you in advance.

I don't even like to be naked in front of myself!

Handsome, thin, sophisticated men often fall madly in love with larger women, we just never see it on TV.

I have lived my life in a culture that hates fat people.

Waiting, waiting, waiting. All my life, I've been waiting for my life to begin, as if somehow my life was ahead of me, and that someday I would arrive at it.