If I Can Not Dance, I Shall

To Follow, Without Halt, One Aim: There's The Secret Of Success.

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.

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, Happiness Is Like A Butterfly Which Appears And Delights Us For One Brief Moment, But Soon Flits Away.

A True Artist Should Have No Secrets. On The Stage, You Must Be Able To Transmit Every Emotion To The Spectator.