My Motto - Sans Limites.

There Are Joys So Complete, So All Perfect, That One Should Not Survive Them.

My First Idea Of Movement, Of The Dance, Certainly Came From The Rhythm Of The Wave.

Any Woman Or Man Who Would Write The Truth Of Their Lives Would Write A Great Work. But No One Has Dared To Write The Truth Of Their Lives.

The Dancer's Body Is Simply The Luminous Manifestation Of The Soul. The True Dance Is An Expression Of Serenity; It Is Controlled By The Profound Rhythm Of Inner Emotion. Emotion Does Not Reach The Moment Of Frenzy Out Of A Spurt Of Action; It Broods First, It Sleeps Like The Life In The Seed, And It Unfolds With A Gentle Slowness. The Greeks Understood The Continuing Beauty Of A Movement That Mounted, That Spread, That Ended With A Promise Of Rebirth.

With What Price We Pay For The Glory Of Motherhood.