The life of a dancer is tragically short. What is remarkable about the New York City Ballet is that it makes us forget that. Because it keeps the ballet alive.

We live in a world where amnesia is the most wished-for state. When did history become a bad word?

It's amazing how a little tomorrow can make up for a whole lot of yesterday.

And it is always Easter Sunday at the New York City Ballet. It is always coming back to life. Not even coming back to life - it lives in the constant present.

Feydeau's one rule of playwriting: Character A: My life is perfect as long as I don't see Character B. Knock Knock. Enter Character B.

Show business offers more solid promises than Catholicism.

However, the moral center of New York City, I believe, is the New York City Ballet.

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?"

How much of your life can you account for? My life is a collage of unaccounted for brush strokes; I am all random”.

I don't think about taking a risk. I think about how far can I go. How can I make myself. What are the risks I must create.

You can read ten books and finally come across one detail, and it's like, "now everything else makes sense. Now I know where I am."

I've been asked a lot for my view on American health care. Well, 'it would be a good idea, ' to quote Gandhi.

The discovery of what is true and the practice of that which is good are the two most important objects of philosophy.

Believe me, my children have more stamina than a power station.

Nowadays, they have more trouble packing hair dryers than baseball equipment.

The cosmos doesn’t measure sweat and hours for reward. The cosmos deals in the currencies of joy and satisfaction.

And always embrace things, people earth sky stars, as I do, freely and with the appropriate sense of space.

The improvement of the understanding is for two ends; first, for our own increase of knowledge; secondly, to enable us to deliver and make out that knowledge to others.

Mom used to say that having three boys was kind of like having a pet tornado that talked back.

It has appeared that from the inevitable laws of our nature, some human beings must suffer from want. These are the unhappy persons who, in the great lottery of life, have drawn a blank.

No matter how hard it seems...never give up, always believe.