There is pain and sacrifice in everyone's world. That's why, when I was dancing, I had no pain.
Once I started dancing, I was not the spoiled brat or the rebellious child that I was as a child.
I could work out a lot of my emotions by going to class and dancing.
That the work involved, the willingness to take chances, the commitment, the opportunity to get on stage and make people happy, was more important than becoming famous, or even what I was dancing.
And I just thought, this is what I want to be. And I knew that dancing would be my chosen profession.
I was grateful that I had dancing to fall back on. It was my survival tactic. It was my friend. It was always there.
My feelings started to change when I realized that dancing was getting inside my body, emotionally, as well as physically.
I still feel like a 15 year-old girl coming to New York. Dancing does that to you. I think it keeps you really young.
To have been part of that evening -- and now I am truly honored and privileged. I loved dancing and how fortunate I am to have had a career I loved doing.
After I stopped dancing, I was unable to listen to beautiful music.
Dancers are a great breed of people. And they really want to dance so you don't have to beg them to work. However, dancers sometimes build walls around themselves because they are presenting themselves all the time: dancing is very much a confession.
So dancing was not something I had a great desire to do.
The particular ballet was not so important as the fact that I was physically healthy, and capable of getting out there and dancing as often as possible.