My heroines are part of me and my heroes are part of what I’d like to know.
AGNES DE MILLEWhat have we got here in America that we believe we cannot live without?
More Agnes de Mille Quotes
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But remember that intent is everything. One does not just jump, one lifts into the air, one rises.
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Tolstoi’s scripts are almost indecipherable.
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To make up a dance, I still need, as I needed then, a pot of tea, walking space, privacy and an idea.
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Theater people are always pining and agonizing because they’re afraid that they’ll be forgotten. And in America they’re quite right. They will be.
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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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We have the most varied and imaginative bathrooms in the world, we have kitchens with the most gimmicks, we have houses with every possible electrical gadget to save ourselves all kinds of trouble – all so that we can have leisure. Leisure, leisure, leisure!
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Destiny is made known silently.
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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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Dancers don’t get invited to visit people. It is assumed a boy dancer will run off with the spoons and a girl with the head of the house.
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If you want to understand a nation, look at its dances and listen to its folk songs – don’t pay any attention to its politicians.
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What they wanted was something newly experienced, and therefore unknown and hard to attain.
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Dancers aren’t made of their technique, but their passion.
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The acrobat is lost in a web of muscles the dancer is all but invisible in projected idea.
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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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Dancing is such a despised and dishonored trade that if you tell a doctor or a laywer you do choreography he’ll look at you as if you were a hummingbird.
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