In order to dance well, nothing is so important as the turning outwards of the thigh; and nothing is so natural to men as the contrary position.

When the music and dance create with accord...their magic captivates both the heart and the mind.

A fine picture is but the image of nature; a finished ballet is nature herself.

It is shameful that dancing should renounce the empire it might assert over the mind and only endeavor to please the sight.

This art, born of genius and good taste, can become beautiful and varied to an infinite degree.

If our ballets be feeble, monotonous and dull, if they be devoid of ideas, meaning, expression and character, it is less the fault of the art than that of the artist.

True art consists in concealing art.

It is not a question of skimming the surface of the art, it must be probed to its depths, for to seize upon superficial things only is to degenerate into mediocrity and obscurity.

Dancing and ballets would undoubtedly take on a new lease on life, if the customs established by a spirit of fear and jealousy did not in some way close the path of glory.

Applause lavished at a whim and without discernment, often proves the ruin of young people training for a stage career.

The abuse of the best things is always detrimental.

The uncomfortable truth seems to be that the amount of talk by women has been measured less against the amount of men's talk than against the expectation of female silence.

Trying something different won't ensure that you would be liked by everyone. Still.. Go on..

The future is green energy, sustainability, renewable energy.

I don't have a girlfriend but sometimes I like to pretend I do. I just stand in my apartment screaming No, that's not what I said!

These disorders - schizophrenia, Alzheimer's, depression, addiction - they not only steal our time to live, they change who we are.

I was a great one as a kid for standing and just looking out a window for hours and hours and hours. Now the TV does that for me, except for the view changes immensely.

Give the paint a chance. Give the brush a chance.

The first precept was never to accept a thing as true until I knew it as such without a single doubt.

We are either going to dissolve as a human race or we are going to break through into a new understanding of what it is to be a human being.

Also, what mountains of dead ashes, wreck and burnt bones, does assiduous pedantry dig up from the past time and name it History.