Stand up! Keep your backs straight! Remember that this is where the wings grow.

In a dancer, there is a reverence for such forgotten things as the miracle of the small beautiful bones and their delicate strength.

You have no right to go before a public without an adequate technique, just because you feel. Anything feels - a leaf feels, a storm feels - what right have you to do that? You have to have speech, and it's a cultivated speech.

No artist is ahead of his time. He is his time; it is just that others are behind the times.

Sometimes it's blood memory... not the blood your mother and father gave you... but that which stretches back two or three thousand years.

I get up, I fall down, all the while I am dancing.

Freedom to a dancer means discipline. That is what technique is for -- liberation.