I am kinder to my body. I don't try to prove anything to myself or others. I keep thinking about the need to go slower, gentler and maintain a sense of humor about it all.

We're all in trouble, and we all need to sort of pick up the pieces and start to exercise more and really be careful with the food.

After I talk to so many people who are so unhappy about their weight and so depressed that they don't see any rainbows in their life, after I talk to about 30 of those, then I try to walk away and pet my dog, just do something that makes me happy.

No one can make fun of overweight people in front of me!

I'm like a stuffed toy. You've never met me, but if you did, you'd just want to take me home and put me in your child's room.

We overweight people, we say terrible things to ourselves. Oh, you wouldn't believe it. 'You fat pig. How can you do this? You're a disgusting jerk.' And that gets you nowhere. That gets you right back into a bowl of pasta fregula.

I plan for the future, but the only day I really worry about is the day I'm living right now.