Wherever A Dancer Stands Is Holy Ground.

Dancing Appears Glamorous, Easy, Delightful. But The Path To Paradise Of The Achievement Is Not Easier Than Any Other. There Is Fatigue So Great That The Body Cries, Even In Its Sleep. There Are Times Of Complete Frustration, There Are Daily Small Deaths.

I Feel That The Essence Of Dance Is The Expression Of Man--the Landscape Of His Soul. I Hope That Every Dance I Do Reveals Something Of Myself Or Some Wonderful Thing A Human Can Be.

If You Feel Depressed You Shouldn't Go Out On The Street Because It Will Show On Your Face And You'll Give It To Others. Misery Is A Communicable Disease.

You Do Not Even Have To Believe In Yourself Or Your Work. You Have To Keep Open And Aware Directly To The Urges That Motivate You. Keep The Channel Open.

I Don't Think In Art There Is Ever A Precedent; Each Moment Is A New One And Terrifying And Threatening And Bursting With Hope.