I studied the way I danced- to the point of dropping.

To make up a dance, I still need, as I needed then, a pot of tea, walking space, privacy and an idea.

My heroines are part of me and my heroes are part of what I'd like to know.

No white man uses his feet the way an Indian does. He talks to the earth.

I learned three important things in college-to use a library, to memorize quickly and visually, to drop asleep at any time given a horizontal surface and fifteen minutes. What I could not learn was to think creatively on schedule.

Ours is an upbeat, a hurried, hasty beat. It keeps pressing us to go farther, to include everything so that we can savor everything, so that we can know everything, so that we will miss nothing. Partly it's greed, but mainly its curiosity. We just want to experience it. And we do.

The creative urge is the demon that will not accept anything second rate.