Repetition Not For Monotony But The Ecstasy

I Did Not Want To Be A Tree, A Flower Or A Wave. In A Dancer's Body, We As Audience Must See Ourselves, Not The Imitated Behavior Of Everyday Actions, Not The Phenomenon Of Nature, Not Exotic Creatures From Another Planet, But Something Of The Miracle That Is A Human Being.

There Is Fatigue So Great That The Body Cries, Even In Its Sleep.

The Body Says What Words Cannot.

You Give All Your Life To Doing This One Thing. It Sounds Grim, It Sounds Frightening - It Isn't - It Has A Great Gaiety At Times And A Great Wonder.

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