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Sometimes It's Blood Memory... Not The Blood Your Mother And Father Gave You... But That Which Stretches Back Two Or Three Thousand Years.

There Is A Vitality, A Life Force, An Energy, A Quickening That Is Translated Through You Into Action, And Because There Is Only One Of You In All Of Time, This Expression Is Unique.

We Learn By Practice. Whether It Means To Learn To Dance By Practicing Dancing Or To Learn To Live By Practicing Living, The Principles Are The Same. One Becomes In Some Area An Athlete Of God.

Every Dance Is A Kind Of Fever Chart, A Graph Of The Heart. The Instrument Through Which The Dance Speaks Is Also The Instrument Through Which Life Is Lived ... The Human Body.

Dancing Is A Very Living Art. It Is Essentially Of The Moment, Although A Very Old Art. A Dancer's Art Is Lived While He Is Dancing. Nothing Is Left Of His Art Except The Pictures And The Memories--when His Dancing Days Are Over.