The Body Says What Words Cannot.

Dance Is The Landscape Of Man's Soul.

I Am Absorbed In The Magic Of Movement And Light. Movement Never Lies. It Is The Magic Of What I Call The Outer Space Of The Imagination.

Theater Used To Be A Verb; It Used To Be An Act. But Nowadays It Is Just A Noun. It Is A Place.

Censorship Is The Height Of Vanity.

Dancing Is Just Discovery, Discovery, Discovery - What It All Means, The Way The Little Bone Near The Ankle Relates Itself To The Floor For A Perfect Stance, A Perfect Plie.