I See Only The Ideal. But No

You Were Once Wild Here. Don't Let Them Tame You.

Now I Am Going To Reveal To You Something Which Is Very Pure, A Totally White Thought. It Is Always In My Heart; It Blooms At Each Of My Steps... The Dance Is Love, It Is Only Love, It Alone, And That Is Enough... I, Then, It Is Amorously That I Dance: To Poems, To Music But Now I Would Like To No Longer Dance To Anything But The Rhythm Of My Soul.

No Composer Has Yet Caught This Rhythm Of America - It Is Too Mighty For The Ears Of Most.

It Seems To Me Monstrous That Anyone Should Believe That The Jazz Rhythm Expresses America. Jazz Rhythm Expresses The Primitive Savage.

If I Could Say It, I Would Not Have To Dance It.