Then I did the simplest thing in the world. I leaned down… and kissed him. And the world cracked open.
AGNES DE MILLEI had had to learn the difference between the bearable fatigue and the unbearable, the fatigue of fear. The first can be cured by a night’s sleep; the second kills.
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No white man uses his feet the way an Indian does. He talks to the earth.
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The artist never entirely knows. We guess. We may be wrong, but we take leap after leap in the dark.
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Living is a form of not being sure, not knowing what next or how. The moment you know how, you begin to die a little.
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Ours is an upbeat, a hurried, hasty beat. It keeps pressing us to go farther, to include everything so that we can savor everything, so that we can know everything.
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A good education is usually harmful to a dancer. A good calf is better than a good head.
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Many other women have kicked higher, balanced longer, or turned faster. These are poor substitutes for passion.
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The choreographic process is exhausting. It happens on one’s feet after hours of work, and the energy required is roughly the equivalent of writing a novel and winning a tennis match simultaneously.
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The truest expression of a people is in its dances and its music. Bodies never lie.
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They are just a lot of isolated individuals jiggling in a kind of self-hypnosis and dancing with others only to remind themselves that we are not completely alone in this world.
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But all of these knew very well what they did not want, and what they did not want was the current coin, the well-worn usage.
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In the same way the lifted leg of an arabesque becomes a wing, and not a mechanical leverage like a raised trap door.
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What I could not learn was to think creatively on schedule.
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I want one word on my tombstone – dancer.
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Tolstoi’s scripts are almost indecipherable.
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Friends die one by one, but so, thank God, do enemies.
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