I believe it is in my nature to dance by virtue of the beat of my heart, the pulse of my blood and the music in my mind.

Don't worry that children never listen to you; worry that they are always watching you.

As one old gentleman put it, " Son, I don't care if you're stark nekkid and wear a bone in your nose. If you kin fiddle, you're all right with me. It's the music we make that counts.

The Indian danced on alone. The crowd clapped up the beat. The Indian danced with a chair. The crowd went crazy. The band faded. The crowd cheered. The Indian held up his hands for silence as if to make a speech. Looking at the band and then the crowd, the Indian said, "Well, what're you waiting for? Let's DANCE.

Speed and efficiency do not always increase the quality of life.

Ignorance and power and pride are a deadly mixture, you know.

We even make ourselves up, fusing what we are with what we wish into what we must become. I'm not sure why it must be so, but it is.