People Have Asked Me Why I Chose

There Is Fatigue So Great That The Body Cries, Even In Its Sleep.

The Next Time You Look Into The Mirror, Just Look At The Way The Ears Rest Next To The Head; Look At The Way The Hairline Grows; Think Of All The Little Bones In Your Wrist. It Is A Miracle. And The Dance Is A Celebration Of That Miracle.

I Believe That We Learn By Practice... It Is The Performance Of A Dedicated Precise Set Of Acts, Physical Or Intellectual, From Which Come Shape Of Achievement, A Sense Of One's Being, A Satisfaction Of Spirit.

No Animal Ever Has An Ugly Body Until It Is Domesticated. It Is The Same With The Human Body.

Nobody Cares If You Can't Dance Well.