If I Can't Dance, I Don't Care

Think Of The Magic Of That Foot, Comparatively Small, Upon Which Your Whole Weight Rests. It's A Miracle, And The Dance Is A Celebration Of That Miracle.

The Body Is Your Instrument In Dance, But Your Art Is Outside That Creature, The Body. I Don't Leap And Jump Anymore. I Look At Young Dancers, And I Am Envious, More Aware Of What Glories The Body Contains. But Sensitivity Is Not Made Dull By Age.

You Have No Right To Go Before A Public Without An Adequate Technique, Just Because You Feel. Anything Feels - A Leaf Feels, A Storm Feels - What Right Have You To Do That? You Have To Have Speech, And It's A Cultivated Speech.

To Me, A Building - If It's Beautiful - Is The Love Of One Man, He's Made It Out Of His Love For Space, Materials, Things Like That.

I Have Spent All My Life With Dance And Being A Dancer. It's Permitting Life To Use You In A Very Intense Way. Sometimes It Is Not Pleasant. Sometimes It Is Fearful. But Nevertheless It Is Inevitable.