The ballet was the thing to which she was really committed - the film industry was a bit of a distraction.

To advance, however far, is profitless unless the ground gained can be consolidated, or the momentum sustained.

She was full of spirit and also she was very beautiful. She moved wonderfully gracefully, as you would expect of a ballet dancer.

Classic Ballet,

Keep away, keep building your creaky fairy castles, keep cloning clones and meaningless manners, hang on to your beanstalk ballerinas and their midget male shadows, run yourself out of business with your tons of froufrou and costly clattery toe shoes that ruin all chances for illusions of lightness, keep on crowding the minds of blind balletomanes who prefer dainty poses to the eloquent strength of momentum, who have forgotten or never known the manings of gesture, who would nod their noses to barefoot embargos ("so grab me" spelt backwards). Continue to repolish your stiff technique and to ignore a public that hungers for something other than a bag of tricks and the empty-headedness of surface patterns.

Just keep it up, keep imitating yourself, and, , go grow your own dance makers. Come on, don't keep trying to filter modern ones through your so-safe extablishment. We're to be seen undiluted, undistorted, not absorbed by your hollow world like blood into a sponge.

Yours truly,
A Different Leaf on Our Family Tree

If ballet were easy, they'd call it football

He moved like a cat, a ballet dancer, but there was nothing homosexual about him...He could be dangerous when drunk... He liked to fight.