All My Lovers Have Been Geniuses; It's

Now I Am Going To Reveal To You Something Which Is Very Pure, A Totally White Thought. It Is Always In My Heart; It Blooms At Each Of My Steps... The Dance Is Love, It Is Only Love, It Alone, And That Is Enough... I, Then, It Is Amorously That I Dance: To Poems, To Music But Now I Would Like To No Longer Dance To Anything But The Rhythm Of My Soul.

Anybody Can And Should Dance... It's Good For The Body And The Spirit.

If We Seek The Real Source Of The Dance, If We Go To Nature, We Find That The Dance Of The Future Is The Dance Of The Past, The Dance Of Eternity, And Has Been And Always Will Be The Same... The Movement Of Waves, Of Winds, Of The Earth Is Ever The Same Lasting Harmony.

The Real American Type Can Never Be A Ballet Dancer. The Legs Are Too Long, The Body Too Supple And The Spirit Too Free For This School Of Affected Grace And Toe Walking.

I Had Learned To Have A Perfect Nausea For The Theatre: The Continual Repetition Of The Same Words And The Same Gestures, Night After Night, And The Caprices, The Way Of Looking At Life, And The Entire Rigmarole Disgusted Me.