My art is just an effort to express the truth of my being in gesture and movement. It has taken me long years to find even one absolutely true movement.

I preach freedom of the mind through freedom of the body; women, for example - out of the prison of corsets.

I have only danced my life. As a child I danced the spontaneous joy of growing things. As an adolescent, I danced with joy turning to apprehension of the first realisation of tragic undercurrents; apprehension of the pitiless brutality and crushing progress of life.

If I could explain, I wouldn't need to dance!

I had learned to have a perfect nausea for the theatre: the continual repetition of the same words and the same gestures, night after night, and the caprices, the way of looking at life, and the entire rigmarole disgusted me.

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

Dancing: The Highest Intelligence in the Freest Body.