When Zorba dances, piece by piece he tears down the inner administrator of reason.

"STOP! Hold it, hold it—wait a minute! Something’s wrong with the frigideiras!"

Miller proudly decides to roll Sisyphus’ rock while dancing, with his trousers to the knees.

How brilliant teachers make us fall in love with their field.

Věra Chytilová or the art of destroying everything beautifully.

Rick Rubin: trust the gut, ditch the snare, take off your shoes.

My sister: the first and finest colleague I ever had.