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America, I think, is about poor people playing music and poor people sharing food and poor people dancing, even when everything else in their life is so desperate, and so dismal that it doesn't seem there should be any room for any music, any extra food, or any extra energy for dancing. And people can say that I'm wrong, that we're a puritanical people, an evangelical people, a selfish people, but I don't believe that. I don't want to believe that.

A moment later I am moving through space. Spinning. Twirling. Dancing. In the light.

Amy let him lead her to the dance area. She gasped when he immediately tugged her body against his. Clearly Erik had not learned the dance rules taught at St. Francis High School. He didn’t leave room for air, much less a holy presence.

An artist who works with his hands, his head and his heart at the same time creates a masterpiece.

And i've just kept dancing. I don't know if i've overcome these things, but the music never stopped, so neither did I.

And such is your definition of matrimony and dancing. Taken in that light, certainly their resemblance is not striking; but I think I could place them in such a view. You will allow that in both man has the advantage of choice, woman only the power of refusal; that in both it is an engagement between man and woman, formed for the advantage of each; and that when once entered into, they belong exclusively to each other till the moment of its dissolution; that it is their duty each to endeavor to give the other no cause for wishing that he or she had bestowed themselves elsewhere, and their best interest to keep their own imaginations from wandering towards the perfections of their neighbors, or fancying that they should have been better off with any one else.

And then I'm dancing, swept away by the music and the magic and Ryn's arms guiding me. We spin graceful circles around the floor. Ryn lets go of me and I twirl beneath his arm, laughing at the same time. It is so not me, and yet I find I'm actually enjoying it. "See?" Ryn says, "This is easy. And you might possibly be having fun." The magic guides me as I step out of Ryn's arms, twirl behind his back, and catch his hand. "You might possibly be right." He pulls me back into position. "Oh, I forgot to tell you something," he says. He leans forward and his lips brush my ear as he whispers, "You are more beautiful than any other girl in this room.

And we began to sing and play, To lightly dance in rings and faster turn. No man within that hall could keep his seat But needs must dance and leap Against his will. This was the way we danced them to the door And sent them on their way into the world Where they will leap amain Till they think one kind thought. from "The Dancing of the Lord of Weir

And what was dancing but fucking with your clothes on?

Any activity such as dancing which involves frequent, long-term interaction with another person creates a great deal of mental, emotional, and physical memory in our being.

A woman must prefer her liberty over a man. To be happy, she must. A man to be happy, however, must yearn for his woman more than his liberty. This is the rightful order.

As long as you're dancing, you can break the rules. Sometimes breaking the rules is just extending the rules. Sometimes there are no rules.

At the outset the matter of Ted's taste arose.

A vivid - if somewhat melodramatic - firsthand description of what deliberate practice can feel like comes from dancer Martha Graham: 'Dancing appears glamorous, easy, delightful. But the path to the paradise of that achievement is not easier than any other. There is fatigue so great that the body cries even in its sleep. There are times of complete frustration. There are daily small deaths.

Art doesn’t give rise to anything in us that isn’t already there. It simply stirs our curious consciousness and sparks a fire that illuminates who we have always wanted to be.

Art is energy, emotion, entertainment and sometimes economics.

Back at home, after some prodding from Tereza, he admitted that he had been jealous watching her dance with a colleague of his. "You mean you were really jealous?" she asked him ten times or more, incredulously, as though someone had just informed her she had been awarded a Nobel Peace prize. Then she put her arm around his waist and began dancing across the room. The step she used was not the one she had shown off in the bar. It was more like a village polka, a wild romp that sent her legs flying in the air and her torso bounding all over the room, with Tomas in tow. Before long, unfortunately, she bagan to be jealous herself, and Tomas saw her jealously not as a Nobel Prize, but as a burden, a burden he would be saddled with until not long before his death.

Ballet shoes... I cannot play with them like they're toys. But when the music is playing they get deep on my toes.

Be braver. Be more honest. Don’t hold onto what you knew in the past. Artists are meant to express what other people cannot. That is why an artist, of any type, is given a privileged position in society. They are meant to inspire and we are very reliant on inspiration to help us in our lives. You cannot inspire if you are not honest. What is honest for you now will take more courage to carry and hold than it did in the past.

Behind every dancer there’s someone that broke her, a song that moved her, a moment that inspired her and a dance floor that healed her.

Because if we're on the road to hell, we're going to dance the whole damn way and give them something to talk about when we're gone.

Dancers create magic, so that makes me magical.

Bold people dance happily when they are confronted with life’s adventures... they see themselves going through with smiles... Give no excuse for being a coward. Be bold!

Captain Dönitz concluded our dance in typical German fashion, by clicking his heels and kissing my hand. Later that evening Richard reluctantly apologized for his behavior. I could understand that he had been totally engrossed with his duties and decided to forgive the incident and move on. That evening quite a number of the cadets had also asked me for a dance. I felt flattered but decided that I would be loyal to Richard. Later in Germany, Richard loved to tell this story to friends and family or anyone else that would listen. However, it wasn’t until much later that I learned that I had danced with Captain Dönitz, who was later to become the bedecked Grand Admiral of the German Navy and then the successor to Adolf Hitler as the “Head of State.

Climbing ladders is wasting time you could be dancing on the ground.

Dance was invented for those who could not hear.

Dancing is swearing in an unknown language.

Dance, cher?” he asks, his blue eyes playful. I nod and he pulls me gently into his arms. He’s warm. We sway to the music and the gentle rocking of the boat. His hand rests on the small of my back, in that sweet spot that makes you feel feminine and protected and adored all at once.

Dance resides within us all. Some find it when joy conquers sorrow, others express it through celebration of movements; and then there are those... whose existence is dance,

Dancing as if language had surrendered to movement - as if this ritual, this wordless ceremony, was now the way to speak, to whisper private and sacred things, to be in touch with some otherness. Dancing as if the very heart of life and all its hopes might be found in those assuaging notes and those hushed rhythms and in those silent and hypnotic movements. Dancing as if language no longer existed because words were no longer necessary...

Dancing heals distress.

Dancing takes a certain lightness, a spring in the step, an elasticity in the calves; a kind of joie de vivre, or alternatively a leavening element of self-proclaiming stupidity in one’s make-up.

Dancing was like sex, and I knew when she and I were together it would be amazing. Physical desire and lust had nothing to do with it. We just understood when the other person would move before the actually did it.

Dance is the art closest to nature, to real life.

Death is a part of Life, they are dancing together the dance of infinity in front of the gates of Time. We can live our dreams as we are dreaming our future. Time is the Endless Consciousness

But if you believe that your best years are behind you, you've guaranteed they are; I'm going to dance into that good night, with the oldies turned up loud.

But that closing night at Carnegie was without a hint of decline.

Cassidy brings something beautiful to me from the outside. Aimee brings something beautiful up from the depths of my insides. "I can't dance like Cassidy," she says. "Yeah, but you dance like Aimee. And that's perfect.

Dancing, at its best, is independence and intimacy in balance.

Dancing daily is a good physical activity.

Dancing falls into the same category as poetry for a woman – it equals dreaming, which may inspire thoughts about such banned topics as love and desire.

Dancing is like poetry written by our bodies: our outstretched arms our words of longing.

Dancing to the sounds of trees and stones and slow minutes ticking in our hearts and bones.

Dancing transforms everything, demands everything, and judges no one.

Dancing with heartbreak is the strangest thing. It's like playing with fire; you know you'll get burnt but you are still captivated by the flickering flame and the magnetic heat.

Dance less in motion and more in spirit; awaken the dreamer within.

Dance was her style, dance was her fashion.

Dancing ignite a blissful body, soul and spirit.

Dancing is the real plastic surgery," Uma loved to say. "It's what keeps you young.

Dancing should transcend hobby, it should be a ritual, a meeting point between mortals and immortals.