There Is Fatigue So Great That The

In 1980, A Well-meaning Fundraiser Came To See Me And Said, "miss Graham, The Most Powerful Thing You Have Going For You To Raise Money Is Your Respectability." I Wanted To Spit. Respectable! Show Me Any Artist Who Wants To Be Respectable.

The Next Time You Look Into The Mirror, Just Look At The Way The Ears Rest Next To The Head; Look At The Way The Hairline Grows; Think Of All The Little Bones In Your Wrist. It Is A Miracle. And The Dance Is A Celebration Of That Miracle.

Fire Is The Test Of Gold; Adversity, Of Strong Men.

Dancing Appears Glamorous, Easy, Delightful. But The Path To Paradise Of The Achievement Is Not Easier Than Any Other. There Is Fatigue So Great That The Body Cries, Even In Its Sleep. There Are Times Of Complete Frustration, There Are Daily Small Deaths.

The Body Is A Sacred Garment.