Isadora Duncan

Isadora Duncan
Angela Isadora Duncanwas an American dancer. Born in California, she lived in Western Europe and the Soviet Union from the age of 22 until her death at age 50. She performed to acclaim throughout Europe...
ProfessionChoreographer
Date of Birth27 May 1877
CitySan Francisco, CA
american-dancer people
People do not live nowadays. They get about 10% out of life.
self dancer creative
The dancer's body is simply the luminous manifestation of her soul...This is the truly creative dancer, natural but not imitative, speaking in movement out of herself and out of something greater than all selves.
art dancer body
The noblest art is the nude. This truth is recognized by all, and followed by painters, sculptors and poets. Only the dancer has forgotten it, who should remember it, as the instrument of [the dance] art is the human body itself.
dancer humanity nations
The dancer will not belong to any nation but to all humanity.
ideas words
ideas and words that do not make any sense.
diversity unity movement
I finally discovered the source of all movement, the unity from which all diversities of movement are born.
trends might united-states
One might say that the American trend of education is to reduce the senses almost to nil.
girl memories children
I hope that schools have changed since I was a little girl. My memory of the teaching of the public schools is that it showed the brutal incomprehension of children.
writing men great-work
Any woman or man who would write the truth of their lives would write a great work. But no one has dared to write the truth of their lives.
art flower agony
No flower of art ever fully blossomed save it was nourished by tears of agony.
gestures
All my life I have struggled to make one authentic gesture....
farewell glory my-friends
Farewell my friends, I go to glory.
mother wine oysters
Before I was born my mother was in great agony of spirit and in a tragic situation. She could take no food except iced oysters and champagne. If people ask me when I began to dance, I reply 'In my mother's womb, probably as a result of the oysters and Champagne.'
perfect joy should
There are joys so complete, so all perfect, that one should not survive them.