I had discovered that love might be a pastime as well as a tragedy, and I gave myself to it with pagan innocence.

The only dance masters I could have were Jean-Jacques Rousseau, Walt Whitman and Nietzsche.

So long as little children are allowed to suffer, there is no true love in this world.

No composer has yet caught this rhythm of America - it is too mighty for the ears of most.

Will and energy sometimes prove greater than either genius or talent or temperament.

It is only in romances that people undergo a sudden metamorphosis. In real life, even after the most terrible experiences, the main character remains exactly the same.

What I am interested in doing is finding and expressing a new form of life