No trumpets sound when the important decisions of our life are made. Destiny is made known silently.

Dance in the body you have.

When I dance I am really meditating rather then performing for an audience. I am completely absorbed by the music and the steps I choose to respond to the music.

I want one word on my tombstone - dancer.

Ballet technique never becomes easy, it becomes possible

But remember that intent is everything. One does not just jump, one lifts into the air, one rises. In the same way the lifted leg of an arabesque becomes a wing, and not a mechanical leverage like a raised trap door. This is the precise difference between dancing and acrobatics. The dancer tries to express something; the acrobat merely pulls, raises, stretches and grinds. The acrobat is lost in a web of muscles the dancer is all but invisible in projected idea.

To make up a dance, I still need, as I needed then, a pot of tea, walking space, privacy and an idea.