I suffered from eating disorders when I was just a kid. I did not like me or the way I looked. But back then, you could not tell anyone.

I began reading cook books when I was six, cause my father had hundreds of cook books in the kitchen. I was obsessed with cooking and tasting different recipes. I got lost in being a compulsive eater. It brought me much happiness. Sadness too, sure. But I have to say, and compulsive eaters will agree with me, for that few seconds that you're eating, food tastes just great.

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

People need the court jester, so I keep that smile on and keep going out there to do what I do.

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

Every morning when I get up, I ask God what he wants me to do, ask him to lead me to the right people to help them.

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.