Good-looking people turn me off. Myself included.

You know, I am a Leo. Lion is a giant part of me.

I'm trying to shut up and let my angels speak to me and tell me what I'm supposed to do.

You can imagine me as a kid growing up in redneck Texas with ballet shoes, tucking the violin under my arm. I had to fight my way up.

How do you nurture a positive attitude when all the statistics say you're a dead man? You go to work.

There's just something about dance. It's like a primal thing in all of us.