Scots are Jocks,WelshmenTaffies, and Irishmen Paddies or Micks but?it is noticeable there is no similar designation for the English.
To tend, unfailingly, unflinchingly, towards a goal, is the secret of success.
What exactly is success? For me it is to be found not in applause, but in the satisfaction of feeling that one is realizing one's ideal.
Whenever I have had a sudden urge to quit dancing, I just remember that moment I had when I was young and remember that dancing is what I want to do.
To strive tirelessly and at all times to reach one's goal - therein lies the secret of success.
If I can not dance, I shall die!
To follow, without halt, one aim: There's the secret of success.
Master technique and then forget about it and be natural.
It is by the steady elimination of everything which is ugly - thoughts and words no less than tangible objects - and by the substitution of things of true and lasting beauty that the whole progress of humanity proceeds.
Play the last measure very softly.
God gives talent. Work transforms talent into genius.
Dancing is my gift and my life... God gave me this gift to bring delight to others. I am haunted by the need to dance. It is the purest expression of every emotion, earthly and spiritual. It is happiness.
Success depends in a very large measure upon individual initiative and exertion, and cannot be achieved except by a dint of hard work.
When a small child... I thought that success spelled happiness. I was wrong.
A true artist should have no secrets. On the stage, you must be able to transmit every emotion to the spectator.
The right to happiness is fundamental.
Get my swan costume ready.
The more you look back into English history, the more you are forced to the conclusion that alongside civility and the deeply held convictions about individual rights, the English have a natural taste for disorder.
If I could have said it, I shouldn't have had to dance it.
Once upon a time the English knew who they were.
To follow without halt, one aim; there is the secret of success. And success? What is it? I do not find it in the applause of the theater; it lies rather in the satisfaction of accomplishment.
Where there is no heart there is no art.
When a small child, I thought that success spelled happiness. I was wrong, happiness is like a butterfly which appears and delights us for one brief moment, but soon flits away.
I danced from the moment I could stand.
Although one may fail to find happiness in theatrical life, one never wishes to give it up after having once tasted its fruits.
If I can't dance then I'd rather be dead.
It is useless to dabble in beauty. One must be utterly devoted to beauty, with every nerve of the body.
Dance is the purest expression of every emotion, earthly and spiritual
