Almost everything I do is related to being fat.

Instead of hating, I have chosen to forgive and spend all of my positive energy on changing the world.

It's okay to be a fat man. It's prestige and power and all of that. But fat women are seen as just lazy and stupid and having no self-control.

The universe is like a pension plan. It will match your investment.

I placed over a thousand deaf people in jobs throughout my career working for the deaf.

So instead of beating myself up for being fat, I think it's a miracle that I laugh every day and walk through my life with pride, because our culture is unrelenting when it comes to large 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.

People in this country haven't stopped hating fat people, but they've become more kind to me, since in our culture, even though we hate our fat people, we love our celebrities even more.

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

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

One of my earliest memories is of my father carrying me in one arm with a picket sign in the other.

God’s strength is made perfect in weakness. The weaker I became, the more powerful became the preaching.

The tanned appearance of many New Englanders is not sunburn - it is rust.

Work in some form or other is the appointed lot of all.

Happiness comes from the full understanding of your own being.

I play the real instruments. I don't waste my time with anything else.

I never gave up, even when people told me I'd never make it; Never underestimate the heart of a champion.

In matters of climbing long staircases, how many stairs there are is not as important as how strong a will you have!

She who reconciles the ill-matched threads Of her life, and weaves them gratefully Into a single cloth – It’s she who drives the loudmouths from the hall And clears it for a different celebration.

The imitator treads a beaten walk, and with all his diligence can only find a few flowers or branches untouched by his predecessor, the refuse of contempt, or the omissions of negligence.

Hitler was the fate of Germany and this fate could not be stayed.