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.

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

I put a spell on people so they don't know they're working out... An enchanting spell, where they just don't think about it, or over think it, and then at the end they go, 'Wow, I feel good.'

Even though my work is whimsical. I have a very serious job. I cry more than I laugh.

My father offered me a dollar for every pound I would lose as a kid. It didn't work. And it doesn't really work in the long run.

The real pride, the real present, is your health and your longevity.

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.