I inherited the knowledge that sometimes (talents) not only skip a generation, but sometimes run screaming from it. Ironically, it was the singing non-ability that helped feed my love of laughter.

Dancing is a vertical interpretation of a horizontal intention.

We attend to his later performances as a dramatic actor with respect, but watching the nondancing, nonsinging Astaire is like watching a grounded skylark.

I don't make love by kissing, I make love by dancing.

I have no desire to prove anything by dancing ... I just dance.

Can't act. Can't sing. Slightly bald. Can dance a little.

If we followed our own advice, we'd be successful.