I Don't Try To Tell The Dancers

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.

Dancers Today Can Do Anything; The Technique Is Phenomenal. The Passion And The Meaning To Their Movement Can Be Another Thing.

The Body Is Your Instrument In Dance, But Your Art Is Outside That Creature, The Body. I Don't Leap And Jump Anymore. I Look At Young Dancers, And I Am Envious, More Aware Of What Glories The Body Contains. But Sensitivity Is Not Made Dull By Age.

I Never Thought Of Myself As Being A Genius. I Don't Know What Genius Is. I Think A Far Better Expression Is A Retriever, A Lovely Strong Golden Retriever That Brings Things Back From The Past, Or Retrieves Things From Our Common Blood Memory

All That Is Important Is This One Moment In Movement. Make The Moment Important, Vital, And Worth Living. Do Not Let It Slip Away Unnoticed And Unused.