Dance Is The Landscape Of Man's Soul.

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.

No Animal Ever Has An Ugly Body Until It Is Domesticated. It Is The Same With The Human Body.

The Center Of The Stage Is Where I Am.

I Believe That 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. In Each, It Is The Performance Of A Dedicated Precise Set Of Acts, Physical Or Intellectual, From Which Comes Shape Of Achievement, A Sense Of One's Being, A Satisfaction Of Spirit. One Becomes, In Some Area, An Athlete Of God. Practice Means To Perform, Over And Over Again In The Face Of All Obstacles, Some Act Of Vision, Of Faith, Of Desire. Practice Is A Means Of Inviting The Perfection Desired.

The Body Is Your Instrument In Dance, But Your Art Is Outside That Creature, The Body.