Dancers, like all performing artists, like nothing better than to be challenged.

Friday night is our date night. We really carve out time for each other.

Treasure the things about you that make you different and unique.

When I grow up I am going to be a ballerina. I will be in Giselle. It will be so much fun being a ballerina.

Surround yourself with people who provide you with support and love and remember to give back as much as you can in return.

Even if I had nothing to do with the Canada Council, I'd be praying for it.

Talent will only take you so far, and it is your ability to feel the music and explore a movement that will bring you the greatest pleasure in dance.

What's a dancer's worst enemy? Sometimes it's age, but sometimes it's the dancer themselves.

There's nothing like the force and challenge of a new ballet to galvanize everyone involved in bringing it to life.

I know how demanding the process of creation is.

Like everyone else, I want to go on dancing forever, but I know the day is going to come when I will have to be doing something else.

Horror is a curiousity, it's used we to go over on real horror it just prepare us for the hard battles. To laugh at somebody's harm... there is even and scientific explanation.

We need to let ourselves be evangelized by the poor. They have much to teach us.

An owl sound wandered along the road with me.I didn't hear it--I breathed it into my ears.

I lost my job, well I didn't lose it, I know where it is, there's just some other guy doing it now.

I took time in the day to write as much of the book as I possibly could. I didn't write too much at night, because I don't like to - I'd rather watch TV.

Don’t ever give up. Don’t see the obstacles, just the way around them. For me, of course it looked improbable, but not impossible. So as long as there was a way, I would not be discouraged.

Being on the tightrope is living; everything else is waiting.

I'm such a goody two-shoes, I don't even taste the fruit at the grocery store. Like oh, are these grapes good? I can't even do that. I'm that much of a rule-follower.

When men were all asleep the snow came flying, In large white flakes falling on the city brown, Stealthily and perpetually settling and loosely lying, Hushing the latest traffic of the drowsy town.

Too often we pray to have patience, but we want it right now!