Stand up! Keep your backs straight! Remember that this is where the wings grow.
It's what I always wanted to do, to show the laughter, the fun, the joy of dance.
Censorship is the height of vanity.
I did not choose to be a dancer. I was chosen.
The next time you look into the mirror, just look at the way the ears rest next to the head; look at the way the hairline grows; think of all the little bones in your wrist. It is a miracle. And the dance is a celebration of that miracle.
The unique must be fulfilled.