great artists can be uncertain. Of course they are while strugggling to find solutions.
AGNES DE MILLEgreat artists can be uncertain. Of course they are while strugggling to find solutions.
More Agnes de Mille Quotes
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I studied the way I danced- to the point of dropping.
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What they wanted was something newly experienced, and therefore unknown and hard to attain.
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Tolstoi’s scripts are almost indecipherable.
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Who am I?, the artist asks. And he devotes his whole life to finding out.
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So that we will miss nothing. Partly it’s greed, but mainly its curiosity. We just want to experience it. And we do.
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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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Emily Dickinson provided four or more alternates for every word; Beethoven wrestled with endings to the point of exhaustion; in our day Jerome Robbins and his lack of decision are a byword in the dance profession.
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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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Dancers aren’t made of their technique, but their passion.
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Friends die one by one, but so, thank God, do enemies.
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We can’t stand silence, because silence induces thinking. And if we thought, we would have to face ourselves.
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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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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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I think ought to have more and correct some of the matters fate fails to take care of.
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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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