The body is your instrument in dance, but your art is outside that creature, the body. I don't leap and jump anymore. I look at young dancers, and I am envious, more aware of what glories the body contains. But sensitivity is not made dull by age.

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

Our arms start from the back because they were once wings.

All that is important is this one moment in movement. Make the moment important, vital, and worth living. Do not let it slip away unnoticed and unused.

Some men have thousands of reasons why they cannot do what they want to, when all they need is one reason why they can.

Dance is the landscape of man's soul.

One can always lament, you know — but to laugh in the face of life, that's very hard. And for me the great tragedian should also be a great comedian.