Art Is Eternal For It Reveals The

I'm Asked So Often Whether I Believe In Life After Death. I Do Believe In The Sanctity Of Life, The Continuity Of Life And Of Energy. I Know The Anonymity Of Death Has No Appeal For Me. It Is The Now That I Must Face And Want To Face.

Looking At The Past Is Like Lolling In A Rocking Chair. It Is So Relaxing And You Can Rock Back And Forth On The Porch, And Never Go Forward.

Dancing Appears Glamorous, Easy, Delightful. But The Path To Paradise Of The Achievement Is Not Easier Than Any Other. There Is Fatigue So Great That The Body Cries, Even In Its Sleep. There Are Times Of Complete Frustration, There Are Daily Small Deaths.

I Want To Make People Feel Intensely Alive. I'd Rather Have Them Against Me Than Indifferent.

Practice Is A Means Of Inviting The Perfection Desired.