You Don't Pick Dance. Dance Picks You.

Our Arms Start From The Back Because They Were Once Wings.

In A Dancer, There Is A Reverence For Such Forgotten Things As The Miracle Of The Small Beautiful Bones And Their Delicate Strength.

It Takes Ten Years, Usually, To Make A Dancer. It Takes Ten Years Of Handling The Instrument, Handling The Material With Which You Are Dealing, For You To Know It Completely.

Freedom To A Dancer Means Discipline. That Is What Technique Is For -- Liberation.

Looking At The Past Is Like Lolling In A Rocking Chair. It Is So Relaxing And You Can Rock Back And Forth On The Porch, And Never Go Forward.