I want one word on my tombstone - dancer.
I studied the way I danced- to the point of dropping.
Toe dancing is a dandy attention getter, second only to screaming.
Who am I?, the artist asks. And he devotes his whole life to finding out.
Many other women have kicked higher, balanced longer, or turned faster. These are poor substitutes for passion.
Ours is an upbeat, a hurried, hasty beat. It keeps pressing us to go farther, to include everything so that we can savor everything, so that we can know everything, so that we will miss nothing. Partly it's greed, but mainly its curiosity. We just want to experience it. And we do.