Sometimes our fate resembles a fruit tree in winter. Who would think that those branches would turn green again and blossom, but we hope it, we know it.

“Giving birth is like taking your lower lip and forcing it over your head.”

My first idea of movement, of the dance, came from the rhythm of the waves.

A mother takes twenty years to make a man of her boy, and another woman makes a fool of him in twenty minutes.

Education is what remains after one has forgotten what one has learned in school.

The true sign of intelligence is not knowledge but imagination.

This is the real secret of life -- to be completely engaged with what you are doing in the here and now. And instead of calling it work, realize it is play.