My childhood years were a balance of dark and light.

You see, when weaving a blanket, an Indian woman leaves a flaw in the weaving of that blanket to let the soul out.

I'd rather an audience like me than dislike me, but I'd rather they disliked me than be apathetic, because that is the kiss of death.

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

My childhood years were a balance of dark and light.

The secret to dancing is that it is about everything except dancing.

The body is your instrument in dance, but your art is outside that creature, the body. I don't leap and jump anymore. I look at young dancers, and I am envious, more aware of what glories the body contains. But sensitivity is not made dull by age.