After I stopped dancing, I was unable to listen to beautiful music.

I liked Latin, I like languages, I liked all the myths, and the Roman tales that we were required to translate in Latin, and all these interesting people who were never quite what they thought they would be or seemed to be.

I had two sisters, and we would love to get dressed up and pretend that we were chic, sophisticated ladies. And I think that was a great sort of preparation, in a way.

And I just thought, this is what I want to be. And I knew that dancing would be my chosen profession.

Even though I am a professional, and I know what the steps are, I don't quite know how I'm going to do them, because I haven't lived that moment yet. I always feel very insecure and I get very excited.

There is pain and sacrifice in everyone's world. That's why, when I was dancing, I had no pain.

But what was my motivation was music, and the fact that I love to move around. I'm always moving around.