No artist is pleased. There is no satisfaction whatever at any time. There is only a strange, divine dissatisfaction, a blessed unrest that keeps us marching and makes us more alive than the others.

Our arms start from the back because they were once wings.

Great dancers are not great because of their technique, they are great because of their passion.

The body says what words cannot.

Movement never lies. It is a barometer telling the state of the soul's weather to all who can read it.

I feel that the essence of dance is the expression of man--the landscape of his soul. I hope that every dance I do reveals something of myself or some wonderful thing a human can be.

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.

Dance is the hidden langauge of the soul, of the body.

Misery is a communicable disease.

Nobody cares if you can't dance well. Just get up and dance. Great dancers are great because of their passion.

All that is important is this one moment in movement. Make the moment important, vital, and worth living. Do not let it slip away unnoticed and unused.

With a slow wink, he set the book in Tamaqua’s hands. “One of my favorites.

Unlike the bough that shook off her dead leaves violentlylike a wet terrier, unlike the beating of the butterfly, her wings, against the cocoon, some dreams never made a move.

You are not really free, and that is why you do not know what I am talking about.

I never met a man I didn't want to fight.

I think garlic is absolutely critical. Lemon is absolutely critical to boost the immune system. Olive oil is absolutely critical ... just one teaspoon, it will last the whole month.

Be wise; soar not too high to fall; but stoop to rise.

Most of my films seem to be about people bewildered by the world around them, who don't fit into it and are trying to understand it.

No one loves to tell of scandal except to him who loves to hear it. Learn, then, to rebuke and check the detracting tongue by showing that you do not listen to it with pleasure.

Every day is Judgement Day. Always has been. Always will be.

There’s nothing under the ground that’s worth more than the little layer of topsoil sitting on top of it.