I shall dance all my life. . . . I would like to die, breathless, spent, at the end of a dance.

You are on the eve of a complete victory. You can't go wrong. The world is behind you.

Is that what they call a vocation, what you do with joy as if you had fire in your heart, the devil in your body?

Each time I leaped I seemed to touch the sky and when I regained earth it seemed to be mine alone.

All my life, I have maintained that the people of the world can learn to live together in peace if they are not brought up in prejudice.

You must get an education. You must go to school, and you must learn to protect yourself. And you must learn to protect yourself with the pen, and not the gun.

Art is an elastic sort of love.