Man must speak, then sing, then dance. The speaking is the brain, the thinking man. The singing is the emotion. The dancing is the Dionysian ecstasy which carries away all.

If we seek the real source of the dance, if we go to nature, we find that the dance of the future is the dance of the past, the dance of eternity, and has been and always will be the same... The movement of waves, of winds, of the earth is ever the same lasting harmony.

The Dance - it is the rhythm of all that dies in order to live again; it is the eternal rising of the sun.

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

If I could say it, I would not have to dance it.

So that ends my first experience of matrimony, which I always thought a highly over-rated performance.

What one has not experienced, one will never understand in print.