All my lovers have been geniuses; it's the one thing that I insist.
With what price we pay for the glory of motherhood.
There are joys so complete, so all perfect, that one should not survive them.
The only dance masters I could have were Jean-Jacques Rousseau, Walt Whitman and Nietzsche.
To express what is the most moral, healthful and beautiful in art this is the mission of the dancer, and to this I dedicate my life.
The dancer's body is simply the luminous manifestation of the soul.