the first night is the worst possible time to make a hard and fast criticism: the baby never looks its best on the day it is born.
Ballet is more than a profession - it is a way of life.
I explained it when I danced it.
Minor things can become moments of great revelation when encountered for the first time.
...wherever one is, some part of oneself remains on another continent.
Life forms illogical patterns. It is haphazard and full of beauties which I try to catch as they fly by, for who knows whether any of them will ever return?