Theater Is A Verb Before It Is

You See, When Weaving A Blanket, An Indian Woman Leaves A Flaw In The Weaving Of That Blanket To Let The Soul Out.

You Don't Pick Dance. Dance Picks You.

You Give All Your Life To Doing This One Thing. It Sounds Grim, It Sounds Frightening - It Isn't - It Has A Great Gaiety At Times And A Great Wonder.

I Have Spent All My Life With Dance And Being A Dancer. It's Permitting Life To Use You In A Very Intense Way. Sometimes It Is Not Pleasant. Sometimes It Is Fearful. But Nevertheless It Is Inevitable.

Modern Dance Isn't Anything Except One Thing In My Mind: The Freedom Of Women In America.