My life

"Miss Duncan...whom no one danced more beautifully in this world...well, yes, Miss Duncan thinks that dance as an art is the art of the body, in which the main role goes to the muscles, the flesh...Music is her companion. Together, the two provide a lavishly human, artistic pleasure. Richly human! Singularly human!... Miss Duncan was forbidden to practice human art according to her own soul: forbidden to play with muscle and flesh when muscle and flesh were her artistic material. With this, Berlin's spicier bourgeoisie killed Duncan's dancing; that is, he would have beaten him to death if he could." (Géza Csáth, 1906) "...I saw my sculpture acquaintances come to life again in his dance. I know that the Pompeian nymphs whose images live in me can only move like this dancing poet. Because according to the logic of movement. Because just as an architect can construct a church from a fallen column, so this amazingly educated girl builds her dances according to logical laws from the fixed movements she sees..." (Mari Jászai, 1902)