Dancing is as old as love.
The wealth of the soul is the only true wealth.
The happy think a lifetime short, but to the unhappy one night can be an eternity.
How gracious are the gods in bestowing high positions; and how reluctant are they to insure them when given.
The lips are closed, for the dancer has plenty of other voices at his service.
Death is a mercy, and I have enough mercy to go around.