To Dance Is To Live. What I

Any Woman Or Man Who Would Write The Truth Of Their Lives Would Write A Great Work. But No One Has Dared To Write The Truth Of Their Lives.

The Butcher With His Bloody Apron Incites Bloodshed, Murder. Why Not? From Cutting The Throat Of A Young Calf To Cutting The Throats Of Our Brothers And Sisters Is But A Step. While We Ourselves Are Living Graves Of Murdered Animals, How Can We Expect Any Ideal Conditions On The Earth?

My Art Is Just An Effort To Express The Truth Of My Being In Gesture And Movement. It Has Taken Me Long Years To Find Even One Absolutely True Movement.

If I Could Say It, I Would Not Have To Dance It.

The Noblest Art Is The Nude. This Truth Is Recognized By All, And Followed By Painters, Sculptors And Poets. Only The Dancer Has Forgotten It, Who Should Remember It, As The Instrument Of [the Dance] Art Is The Human Body Itself.