There Is Something Fearfully Strengthening

Many Other Women Have Kicked Higher, Balanced Longer, Or Turned Faster. These Are Poor Substitutes For Passion.

Great Artists Can Be Uncertain. Of Course They Are While Strugggling To Find Solutions. Tolstoi's Scripts Are Almost Indecipherable. 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. 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. What They Wanted Was Something Newly Experienced, And Therefore Unknown And Hard To Attain.

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. 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.

Friends Die One By One, But So, Thank God, Do Enemies.

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.