Death is nothing, nor life either, for that matter. To die, to sleep, to pass into nothingness, what does it matter? Everything is an illusion. Mata Hari More Quotes by Mata Hari More Quotes From Mata Hari The dance is a poem of which each movement is a word. Mata Hari dance love art I am a woman who enjoys herself very much; sometimes I lose, sometimes I win. Mata Hari enjoy winning sometimes I was not content at home. . . I wanted to live like a colorful butterfly in the sun. Mata Hari butterfly sun home I have encountered in this world riff-raff and good people. I lose. I win. I defend myself when I am attacked. I take when someone has taken from me. But I beg you to believe me; I have never done an act of espionage against France. Never. Never. Mata Hari taken winning believe My dance is a sacred poem in which each movement is a word and whose every word is underlined by music. The temple in which I dance can be vague or faithfully reproduced, for I am the temple. Mata Hari sacred movement dance Everything is an illusion. Mata Hari illusion last-words
