Theater Is A Verb Before It Is

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 Am Absorbed In The Magic Of Movement And Light. Movement Never Lies. It Is The Magic Of What I Call The Outer Space Of The Imagination.

Dancers Have More Bones Than Most People And On The Days When You Work Hard You Are Sure That You Have Somehow Accumulated More Bones Than You Started With.

The Spine Is The Tree Of Life. Respect It.

Dance Is The Hidden Langauge Of The Soul, Of The Body.