I have some Russian friends. But probably only 10 percent. I don't hang out usually in the big Russian communities in Brooklyn and New Jersey.

Creative Artists Agency put together a project of extraordinary mediocrity and colossal stupidity. Otherwise, it was great.

My mother had a son from previous marriage and her husband died in Second World War.

No dancer can watch Fred Astaire and not know that we all should have been in another business.

I want to do exactly what I want to do. I'd rather gamble on the box office than beg for a grant.

I feel very uneasy with a lot of aspects of the Russian life and the Russian people.

In '74 it was really a very gloomy atmosphere, I would say, to put it mildly.