I Feel That The Essence Of Dance

What I Do Must Be Done In The Sunlight Of Awareness.

My Childhood Years Were A Balance Of Dark And Light.

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.

I Don't Think In Art There Is Ever A Precedent; Each Moment Is A New One And Terrifying And Threatening And Bursting With Hope.

What Makes A Great Dancer Is Not Technique. What Makes A Great Dancer Is Passion.