If I Can't Dance, I Don't Care

The Next Time You Look Into The Mirror, Just Look At The Way The Ears Rest Next To The Head; Look At The Way The Hairline Grows; Think Of All The Little Bones In Your Wrist. It Is A Miracle. And The Dance Is A Celebration Of That Miracle.

The Body Is A Sacred Garment. It's Your First And Last Garment; It Is What You Enter Life In And What You Depart Life With, And It Should Be Treated With Honor.

Some Of You Are Doomed To Be Artists.

Practice Means To Perform, Over And Over Again In The Face Of All Obstacles, Some Act Of Vision, Of Faith, Of Desire. Practice Is A Means Of Inviting The Perfection Desired.

The Main Thing, Of Course, Always, Is The Fact That There Is Only One Of You In The World, Just One, And If That Is Not Fulfilled Then Something Has Been Lost. Ambition Is Not Enough; Necessity Is Everything.