I've Been Through So Much

To Dance At All Is To Confront Oneself. It Is The Art Of Honesty.

Being A Dancer Meant You Nearly Always Thought About Food.

Some People Think I Look Like A Sweet Potato, I Consider Myself A Spud With A Heart Of Gold.

Someday Perhaps Change Will Occur When Times Are Ready For It Instead Of Always When It Is Too Late. Someday Change Will Be Accepted As Life Itself.

Maybe The Tragedy Of The Human Race Was That We Had Forgotten That We Are Each Divine.