I feel silly quoting Bertrand Russell because surely I am being a tad over dramatic, surely I am overstating it. That said, something about this chap's liquid eloquence in motion puts me in a philosophical, and somewhat melancholic mood. So, here's Bertrand Russell: "I must before I die, find some means of saying the essential thing that is in me, that I have never said yet -- a thing that is not love nor hate nor pity nor scorn, but the very breath of life, fierce and coming from afar, bringing into human life the vastness and the passionless force of the non-human." Bravo, maestro dancer! Bravo!
No one know when’s he walking forward or backward to them. Sometime, they thought he was walking forward but actually he’s backward, and when they thought he’s backward, that means he was walking forward. And at the end, he himself didn’t even know that he was walking forward or backward.
