"The rugged trees are mingling Their flowery sprays in love; The ivy climbs the laurel To clasp the boughs above."

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Every day I go out and climb, like a dancer who works on his dance. He probably has some goals, some pieces he would like to perform, but his main goal is to work on his dance. This is how he expresses himself. Both he and I are interested in the same thing. It’s the dance that counts.

— John Bachar