It takes skill to bring something you've imagined into the world: to use words to create believable lives, to select the colors and textures of paint to represent a haystack at sunset, to combine ingredients to make a flavorful dish. No one is born with that skill. It is developed through exercise, through repitition, through a blend of learning and reflection that's both painstaking and rewarding. And it takes time. . . . If art is the bridge between what you see in your mind and what the world sees, then skill is how you build that bridge.

Every dance I make is a dive into this well of ancient memory.

I've survived inattention. I hope to God I survive attention.

Ultimately there is no such thing as failure. There are lessons learned in different ways.

We get into ruts when we run with the first idea that pops into our head, not the last one.

Dancers are allowed, indeed encouraged, to remain children forever.

If you only do what you know and do it very, very well, chances are that you won't fail. You'll just stagnate, and your work will get less and less interesting, and that's failure by erosion