To me, a building - if it's beautiful - is the love of one man, he's made it out of his love for space, materials, things like that.

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.

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.

That's what heaven is. You get to make sense of your yesterdays

My grandmother, whom we call Biel, thinks it's very unbecoming of me not to smile for the paparazzi. So every time I see them, I think, 'Smile for Biel!'

Yes I try to do everything I can not to fail hideously.

There shall be an eternal summer in the grateful heart.

Exciting literature after supper is not the best digestive.

In a perfect world, you would be able to hold onto everyone. But It's not realistic. The changes with NYPD have been progressive and have taken the show to new levels.

What an honor it was to step into the shoes of Nelson Mandela and portray a man who defied odds, broke down barriers, and championed human rights before the eyes of the world.

Control is never achieved when sought after directly; it is the surprising result of letting go.

I got the total package, you know, the curves, the rhythm, and the voice. I'm just the best.

By an image we hold on to our lost treasures, but it is the wrenching loss that forms the image, composes, binds the bouquet.