Fire Is The Test Of

The Center Of The Stage Is Where I Am.

It's What I Always Wanted To Do, To Show The Laughter, The Fun, The Joy Of Dance.

I'm Asked So Often Whether I Believe In Life After Death. I Do Believe In The Sanctity Of Life, The Continuity Of Life And Of Energy. I Know The Anonymity Of Death Has No Appeal For Me. It Is The Now That I Must Face And Want To Face.

A Dancer, More Than Any Other Human Being, Dies Two Deaths: The First, The Physical When The Powerfully Trained Body Will No Longer Respond As You Would Wish. After All, I Choreographed For Myself. I Never Choreographed What I Could Not Do. I Changed Steps In Medea And Other Ballets To Accommodate The Change. But I Knew. And It Haunted Me. I Only Wanted To Dance.

To Me, This Acquirement Of Nervous, Physical, And Emotional Concentration Is The One Element Possessed To The Highest Degree By The Truly Great Dancers Of The World. Its Acquirement Is The Result Of Discipline, Of Energy In The Deep Sense. That Is Why There Are So Few Great Dancers.