Looking at the past is like lolling in a rocking chair. It is so relaxing and you can rock back and forth on the porch, and never go forward.

Some men have thousands of reasons why they cannot do what they want to, when all they need is one reason why they can.

I get up, I fall down, all the while I am dancing.

Dance is the hidden langauge of the soul, of the body.

Stand up! Keep your backs straight! Remember that this is where the wings grow.

There is a vitality, a life force, a quickening that is translated through you into action, and because there is only one of you in all time, this expression is unique, and if you block it, it will never exist through any other medium, and be lost. The world will not have it. It is not your business to determine how good it is, not how it compares with other expression. It is your business to keep it yours clearly and directly, to keep the channel open.

The body is shaped, disciplined, honored, and in time, trusted.