The way to screw up somebody's life is to give them what they want.

You can't be pregnant in leotards, and this is the last chance for us to get our bodies into the shape of concert dancers and capture it with the magic of film.

I keep my heart and my soul and my spirit open to miracles.

What winning is to me is not giving up, is no matter what's thrown at me, I can take it. And I can keep going.

Fear causes hesitation, and hesitation will cause your worst fears to come true.

If I leave this Earth, I want to leave this Earth just knowing I've tried to give something back and tried to do something worthwhile with myself.

If you live through the initial stage of fame and get past it, and remember thats not who you are. If you live past that, then you have a hope of maybe learning how to spell the word artist.

Together we can make a world where cancer no longer means living with fear, without hope, or worse.

When you dance, things just go away, things don't seem so bad.

There's no better way to take care of health than through something as joyous and beautiful as dance.

I keep dreaming of a future, a future with a long and healthy life, not lived in the shadow of cancer but in the light.

When you are lonely for a while don't get restless, if you had born alone, you are going to die alone then for sometime you can certainly live alone.

But stronger and brighter than any other was his mate bond with Lana. She was in every beat of his heart, the very fire in his blood. How could anyone have ever doubted his feelings for her?

The wind from the Caribbean blew in the windows along with the racket made by the birds, and Fermina Daza felt in her blood the wild beating of her free will.

The unpublished manuscript is like an uncon-fessed sin that festers in the soul, corrupting and contaminating it.

No one you love is ever truly lost.

I don't know what to say about myself. I don't know myself (laughs). People say my humility but I believe we're all humble in our own way. I try to stay close to my family and friends.

What matters most in politics is personality. It's not issues; it's not image. It's who you are and what you represent.

All that remains is the mad desire for present identity through a woman.

Michael Winter’s fiction is a lot like hearing him talk about his life… harrowing in an after-the-fact hilarious way. Full of wonder and mystery. A hangover you wouldn’t miss for the world.

Not that I want everything right now; but I do want everything.