Friends Die One By One, But So,

Living Is A Form Of Not Being Sure, Not Knowing What Next Or How. The Moment You Know How, You Begin To Die A Little. The Artist Never Entirely Knows. We Guess. We May Be Wrong, But We Take Leap After Leap In The Dark.

We Can't Stand Silence, Because Silence Induces Thinking. And If We Thought, We Would Have To Face Ourselves.

If You Want To Understand A Nation, Look At Its Dances And Listen To Its Folk Songs - Don't Pay Any Attention To Its Politicians.

The Choreographic Process Is Exhausting. It Happens On One's Feet After Hours Of Work, And The Energy Required Is Roughly The Equivalent Of Writing A Novel And Winning A Tennis Match Simultaneously.

Dancers Aren't Made Of Their Technique, But Their Passion.