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Nov 172012
 

Cunningham Graham2 Photo quotes: Martha Graham “No artist is ahead of his time...

No artist is ahead of his time. He is his time; it is just that oth­ers are behind the times.

 

Other Martha Gra­ham quotes:

 

There is a vital­ity, a life force, an energy, a quick­en­ing, that is trans­lated through you into action, and because there is only one of you in all time, this expres­sion is unique.

 

Great dan­cers are not great because of their tech­nique, they are great because of their passion.

 

We learn by prac­tice. Whether it means to learn to dance by prac­ti­cing dan­cing or to learn to live by prac­ti­cing liv­ing, the prin­ciples are the same. One becomes in some area an ath­lete of God.

 

Prac­tice means to per­form, over and over again in the face of all obstacles, some act of vis­ion, of faith, of desire. Prac­tice is a means of invit­ing the per­fec­tion desired.

 

You are unique, and if that is not ful­filled, then some­thing has been lost.

 

Misery is a com­mu­nic­able disease.

 

Some men have thou­sands of reas­ons why they can­not do what they want to, when all they need is one reason why they can.

 

‘Age’ is the accept­ance of a term of years. But matur­ity is the glory of years.

 

Fire is the test of gold; adversity, of strong men.

 

Noth­ing is more reveal­ing than movement.

 

Every dance is a kind of fever chart, a graph of the heart.

 

Think of the magic of that foot, com­par­at­ively small, upon which your whole weight rests. It’s a mir­acle, and the dance is a cel­eb­ra­tion of that miracle.

 

Dance is the hid­den lan­guage of the soul of the body.

 

The body is your instru­ment in dance, but your art is out­side that creature, the body.

 

The body never lies.

 

The body is a sac­red garment.

 

Cen­sor­ship is the height of vanity.

 

I did not want to be a tree, a flower or a wave. In a dancer’s body, we as audi­ence must see ourselves, not the imit­ated beha­vior of every­day actions, not the phe­nomenon of nature, not exotic creatures from another planet, but some­thing of the mir­acle that is a human being.

 

Learn by practice.

 

To me, a build­ing — if it’s beau­ti­ful — is the love of one man, he’s made it out of his love for space, mater­i­als, things like that.

 

Theater is a verb before it is a noun, an act before it is a place.

 

The body is a sac­red garment.

 

The only sin is mediocrity.

 

Think of the magic of that foot, com­par­at­ively small, upon which your whole weight rests. It’s a mir­acle, and the dance is a cel­eb­ra­tion of that miracle.

 

The body is your instru­ment in dance, but your art is out­side that creature, the body.

 

Every dance is a kind of fever chart, a graph of the heart.

 

Dance is the hid­den lan­guage of the soul of the body.

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