Every dance is a kind of fever chart, a graph of the heart. The instrument through which the dance speaks is also the instrument through which life is lived ... the human body.
The body is your instrument in dance, but your art is outside that creature, the body.
The spine is the tree of life. Respect it.
Dance is the hidden langauge of the soul, of the body.
Fire is the test of gold; adversity, of strong men.
Dance is communication, and so the great challenge is to speak clearly, beautifully and with inevitability.