When a small child, I thought that success spelled happiness. I was wrong, happiness is like a butterfly which appears and delights us for one brief moment, but soon flits away.

God gives talent. Work transforms talent into genius.

Master technique and then forget about it and be natural.

Where there is no heart there is no art.

The right to happiness is fundamental.

To tend, unfailingly, unflinchingly, towards a goal, is the secret of success.

It is useless to dabble in beauty. One must be utterly devoted to beauty, with every nerve of the body.

If I could have said it, I shouldn't have had to dance it.

To follow without halt, one aim; there is the secret of success. And success? What is it? I do not find it in the applause of the theater; it lies rather in the satisfaction of accomplishment.

Whenever I have had a sudden urge to quit dancing, I just remember that moment I had when I was young and remember that dancing is what I want to do.

Success depends in a very large measure upon individual initiative and exertion, and cannot be achieved except by a dint of hard work.

Religion deals with beliefs and faith, but science deals with truth and facts.

What we do today, right now, will have an accumulated effect on all of our tomorrows.

I cannot get any sense of an enemy - only of a disaster.

Donald Trump's being authentic to what he ran on and what got elected.

My father had a deep and lifelong contempt for politicians in general ("They tell lies," he used to say with wonder, "even when they don't have to").

At best, the renewal of broken relations is a nervous matter.

The love is the part of us that can never go. It's the essence that was always there, so that can never go.

The only mistake I ever made was not listening to my gut.

Society is a little more forgiving of two women kissing than two men. It's sad but true.

A lot of underground hip-hop will inspire me as far as rhyme patterns - really wordy, intelligent lyrics.