The butcher with his bloody apron incites bloodshed, murder. Why not? From cutting the throat of a young calf to cutting the throats of our brothers and sisters is but a step. While we ourselves are living graves of murdered animals, how can we expect any ideal conditions on the earth?

Dancing: The Highest Intelligence in the Freest Body.

My first idea of movement, of the dance, certainly came from the rhythm of the wave.

There are joys so complete, so all perfect, that one should not survive them.

Before I was born my mother was in great agony of spirit and in a tragic situation. She could take no food except iced oysters and champagne. If people ask me when I began to dance, I reply 'In my mother's womb, probably as a result of the oysters and Champagne.'

To dance is to live. What I want is a school of life.

Farewell my friends, I go to glory.