Isadora Duncan

You were once wild here. Don't let them tame you.

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.

With what price we pay for the glory of motherhood.

I had this wild imagination. I was never me. All my childhood photos, I'm in fancy dress, playing a Russian refuge or Marvelous Mad Madam Mim.

I was a bit challenged when I was younger to stay on the right path.

I don't like to get in front of people.