I get an abundance of e-mail every day, some say 'dear Richard, can you call my husband, he weighs 400 pounds...' or 'my 14-year-old is 200 pounds...' or 'I just got divorced, no one wants me, I am 500 pounds.' So I pick up the phone and I call people.

If you don't love your mother you go straight to hell.

When we're binging, we do not think about death. We just think about how good it tastes.

There is no such thing as sleep deprivation, there is only caffeine deficiency.

Yeah, but I do call them back and follow up. Most people talk at overweight people, I talk with them.

Stop trying to find something in food that will make you feel better. I used to have eating disorders; I'd binge and purge all the time: fried oysters, po' boys, muffulettas, beignets, coffee and doughnuts. I tried to medicate myself with food when people made fun of me or hit me with a bat in school. I'd always turn to food. Knowing what I now know, I'd turn to me.

I don't have a lot to offer one person. I have a lot to offer to a lot of people.