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
change real character
It is only in romances that people undergo a sudden metamorphosis. In real life, even after the most terrible experiences, the main character remains exactly the same.
dance real school
The real American type can never be a ballet dancer. The legs are too long, the body too supple and the spirit too free for this school of affected grace and toe walking.
real spring opportunity
We may not all break the Ten Commandments, but we are certainly all capable of it. Within us lurks the breaker of all laws, ready to spring out at the first real opportunity.
dance real past
If we seek the real source of the dance, if we go to nature, we find that the dance of the future is the dance of the past, the dance of eternity, and has been and always will be the same... The movement of waves, of winds, of the earth is ever the same lasting harmony.
american-dancer people
People do not live nowadays. They get about 10% out of life.
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.'