You dance love, and you dance joy, and you dance dreams.

I didn't want to move or act like a rich man. I wanted to dance in a pair of jeans. I wanted to dance like the man in the streets.

I got started dancing because I knew it was one way to meet girls.

Any man who looks like a sissy while dancing is just a lousy dancer.

If Fred Astaire is the Cary Grant of dance, I'm the Marlon Brando.

My mother had gotten a job as a receptionist at a dancing school and had the idea that we should open our own dancing school; we did, and it prospered.

Fred Astaire represented the aristocracy, I represented the proletariat.

When Ginger Rogers danced with Astaire, it was the only time in the movies when you looked at the man, not the woman.

The way I look at a musical, you are commenting on the human condition no matter what you do. A musical may be light and frivolous, but by its very nature, it makes some kind of social comment.

I took it as it came and it happened to be very nice.

I never wanted to be a dancer. It's true! I wanted to be a shortstop for the Pittsburgh Pirates.

Shay sometimes talked in a mysterious way, like she was quoting the lyrics of some band no one else listened to.

Being normal?1 I have never had this experience.

All cultures have these feelings about non-functional areas of activity. And the more time people have on their hands, the more they commit it to those areas.

John McEnroe looks as if he is serving round the edge of an imaginary building.

What our economists call a depressed area almost always turns out to be a cleaner, freer, more livable place than most.

Happiness is a dry martini and a good woman ... or a bad woman.

Gratitude & joy drove them to do good works before the thought that they had to do them even crossed their mind.

Even more importantly, it's wine, food and the arts. Incorporating those three enhances the quality of life.

"Top" management is supposed to be a tree full of owls-hooting when management heads into the wrong part of the forest. I'm still unpersuaded they even know where the forest is.

That was one problem with dramatic exits: Sometimes they wound up making you look like a bubblehead.