Once Upon A Time The English Knew

The More You Look Back Into English History, The More You Are Forced To The Conclusion That Alongside Civility And The Deeply Held Convictions About Individual Rights, The English Have A Natural Taste For Disorder.

Where There Is No Heart There Is No Art.

Once Upon A Time The English Knew Who They Were.

To Follow Without Halt, One Aim; There Is The Secret Of Success. And Success? What Is It? I Do Not Find It In The Applause Of The Theater; It Lies Rather In The Satisfaction Of Accomplishment.

Dance Is The Purest Expression Of Every Emotion, Earthly And Spiritual