في صغري كان الكبار يبعثون في نفسي التساؤل والرهبة ، وما يدهشني الآن هم الأطفال يبكون ويصرخون .

“I open the door of the cell and go. I am so bowed I only see my feet, if I open…”

“There’s my life, why not, it is one, if you like, if you must, I don’t say no, …”

“Don't touch me! Don't question me! Don't speak to me! Stay with me!”

“Dance first. Think later. Its the natural order! Or at least its mine anyways. ”