It's not my job to look beautiful. It's my job to look interesting.

Dancing appears glamorous, easy, delightful. But the path to paradise of the achievement is not easier than any other. There is fatigue so great that the body cries, even in its sleep. There are times of complete frustration, there are daily small deaths.

Movement never lies. It is a barometer telling the state of the soul's weather to all who can read it.

You can be Eastern or Burmese or what have you, but the function of the body and the awareness of the body results in dance and you become a dancer, not just a human being.

The past is not dead; it is not even past. People live on inner time; the moment in which a decisive thought or feeling takes place can be at any time. Timeless feelings are common to all of us.

You will only get out of a dance class what you bring to it. Learn by practice.

The world I'm interested in is the one where things are not named.