... when I left the stage door and sought my orientation among real people I was in a wilderness of unpredictables in an unchoreographed world.
Margot FonteynLife forms illogical patterns. It is haphazard and full of beauties which I try to catch as they fly by, for who knows whether any of them will ever return?
Margot Fonteynthe first night is the worst possible time to make a hard and fast criticism: the baby never looks its best on the day it is born.
Margot Fonteyn