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I Think Of The New York City Ballet As The Yankees Without George Steinbrenner.

I Wanted To Be A Bride Of Christ But I Guess Now I'm A Young Divorcee.

The Great Risk Is Always Saying, "how Will I Communicate What I'm Trying To Get Across To A Room Full Of Strangers Sitting In The Dark Watching A Stage?"

Sometimes You Have To Protect The Life Of The Play. It Seems Like Spelling Out Mysterious, Musical Details Can Destroy A Play By Making The Motivations Too Clear, Too Simplex.

I Think That Every Year That The New York City Ballet Is Alive Is Worthy Of Celebration. Because Otherwise The Terrible Thing Is Just That We Take It For Granted.