However Well Organised The Foundations

Socialism Also Brings Us Up Against The Hard Rock Of Eugenic Fact Which, If We Neglect It, Will Dash Our Most Beautiful Social Construction To Fragments.

Every Ist Writes His Own Autobiography.

The Aesthetic Pleasure Of Dance Is A Secondary Reflection Of The Primary, Vital Joy Of Courtship.

Dancing As An Art, We May Be Sure, Cannot Die Out, But Will Always Be Undergoing A Rebirth. Not Merely As An Art, But Also As A Social Custom, It Perpetually Emerges Afresh From The Soul Of The People.

Dancing Is The Loftiest, The Most Moving, The Most Beautiful Of The Arts, Because It Is No Mere Translation Or Abstraction From Life; It Is Life Itself.