All My Lovers Have Been Geniuses; It's

The Dance - It Is The Rhythm Of All That Dies In Order To Live Again; It Is The Eternal Rising Of The Sun.

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

The Dance Of The Future Will Have To Become Again A High Religious Art As It Was With The Greeks. For Art Which Is Not Religious Is Not Art, It Is Mere Merchandise

The Dancer Will Not Belong To A Nation But To All Humanity.

Any Intelligent Woman Who Reads The Marriage Contract, And Then Goes Into It, Deserves All The Consequences.