Dance Is The Landscape Of Man's Soul.

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.

There Is A Force, A Quickness That Is Translated Through You Into Action. If You Block It, The World Will Not Have It.

At The Time I Started In Ballet They Were Dancing 'the Spirit Of Champagne' On Pointe, In Paris. I Thought, 'i Don't Want To Dance The Spirit Of Champagne, I Want To Drink It!

Think Of The Magic Of That Foot, Comparatively Small, Upon Which Your Whole Weight Rests. It's A Miracle, And The Dance Is A Celebration Of That Miracle.

Dancing Is Just Discovery, Discovery, Discovery - What It All Means, The Way The Little Bone Near The Ankle Relates Itself To The Floor For A Perfect Stance, A Perfect Plie.