Dance Is The Hidden Langauge

A Dancer, More Than Any Other Human Being, Dies Two Deaths: The First, The Physical When The Powerfully Trained Body Will No Longer Respond As You Would Wish. After All, I Choreographed For Myself. I Never Choreographed What I Could Not Do. I Changed Steps In Medea And Other Ballets To Accommodate The Change. But I Knew. And It Haunted Me. I Only Wanted To Dance.

We Look At The Dance To Impart The Sensation Of Living In An Affirmation Of Life, To Energize The Spectator Into Keener Awareness Of The Vigor, The Mystery, The Humor, The Variety, And The Wonder Of Life. This Is The Function Of The American Dance.

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!

Our Arms Start From The Back Because They Were Once Wings.

Discipline Is Liberation.