Inspiration for Dancers
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==>Inspirational Dance Quotes
==>List of Some Famous Dancers
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==>The Dance- A Poem by Friedrich von Schiller
Inspirational Dance Quotes
Here's a collection of inspirational and famous dance quotes.
To dance is to be out of yourself. Larger, more beautiful, more powerful. This is power, it is glory on earth and it is yours for the taking.
~Agnes De Mille
Dancing with the feet is one thing, but dancing with the heart is another.
The dance is the mother of the arts. Music and poetry exist in time;
painting and architecture in space.But the dance lives at once in time and space."
Dance is your pulse, your heartbeat, your breathing. It's the rhythm of your life. It's the expression in time and movement, in happiness, joy, sadness and envy.
I see dance being used as communication between body and soul, to express what it too deep to find for words.
~Ruth St. Denis
Dancers are the athletes of God.
Dancing is like dreaming with your feet!
Dancers are an admirable bunch of people. The way they work. The stress is extraordinary. It's a difficult career. I think it's hellish; the fact that they are over the hill as they're emotionally maturing. That calls for a terrific strength of character.
~Lady D. MacMillan
Nobody cares if you can't dance well. Just get up and dance.
Dance is the only art of which we ourselves are the stuff of which it is made.
Dancers are instruments, like a piano the choreographer plays.
To dance is to be out of yourself. Larger, more beautiful, more powerful.
~Agnes De Mille
Dance till the stars come down from the rafters
Dance, Dance, Dance till you drop.
It takes an athlete to dance, but an artist to be a dancer.
Dancing is the poetry of the foot.
The dance is a poem of which each movement is a word.
What makes a great dancer is not technique. What makes a great dancer is passion.
Dance is the hidden language of the soul.
Dance is a song of the body. Either of joy or pain.
We look at the dance to impart the sensation of living in an affirmation of life, to energize the spectator into keener awareness of the vigor,
the mystery, the humor, the variety, and the wonder of life.
This is the function of the American dance.
You don't pick dance. Dance picks you.
Dance, even if you have nowhere to do it but your living room.
Dance is a delicate balance between perfection and beauty.
The dancer's body is simply the luminous manifestation of the soul.
If I could tell you what it meant, there would be no point in dancing it,
Dance is the movement of the universe concentrated in an individual.
I have no desire to prove anything by dancing. I have never used it as an outlet or a means of expressing myself. I just dance. I just put my feet in the air and move them around.
When you're experimenting you have to try so many things before you choose what you want, and you may go days getting nothing but exhaustion.
When you dance, your purpose is not to get to a certain place on the floor. It's to enjoy each step along the way.
Life's a dance you learn as you go. Sometimes you lead, sometimes you follow
~John Michael Montgomery
Remember, Ginger Rogers did everything Fred Astaire did,
but she did it backwards and in high heels.
People come to see beauty, and I dance to give it to them.
Relationships are like a dance, with visible energy racing back and forth between partners...
I do not try to dance better than anyone else. I only try to to dance better than myself.
There comes a moment in a young artist's life when he knows
he has to bring something to the stage from within himself.
He has to put in something in order to be able to take something out.
Every dancer lives on the threshold of chucking it.
Master technique and then forget about it and be natural.
List of some famous dancers
The Dance- A Poem by Friedrich von Schiller
See how, like lightest waves at play, the airy dancers fleet;
And scarcely feels the floor the wings of those harmonious feet.
Ob, are they flying shadows from their native forms set free?
Or phantoms in the fairy ring that summer moonbeams see?
As, by the gentle zephyr blown, some light mist flees in air,
As skiffs that skim adown the tide, when silver waves are fair,
So sports the docile footstep to the heave of that sweet measure,
As music wafts the form aloft at its melodious pleasure,
Now breaking through the woven chain of the entangled dance,
From where the ranks the thickest press, a bolder pair advance,
The path they leave behind them lost--wide open the path beyond,
The way unfolds or closes up as by a magic wand.
See now, they vanish from the gaze in wild confusion blended;
All, in sweet chaos whirled again, that gentle world is ended!
No!--disentangled glides the knot, the gay disorder ranges--
The only system ruling here, a grace that ever changes.
For ay destroyed--for ay renewed, whirls on that fair creation;
And yet one peaceful law can still pervade in each mutation.
And what can to the reeling maze breathe harmony and vigor,
And give an order and repose to every gliding figure?
That each a ruler to himself doth but himself obey,
Yet through the hurrying course still keeps his own appointed way.
What, would'st thou know? It is in truth the mighty power of tune,
A power that every step obeys, as tides obey the moon;
That threadeth with a golden clue the intricate employment,
Curbs bounding strength to tranquil grace, and tames the wild enjoyment.
And comes the world's wide harmony in vain upon thine ears?
The stream of music borne aloft from yonder choral spheres?
And feel'st thou not the measure which eternal Nature keeps?
The whirling dance forever held in yonder azure deeps?
The suns that wheel in varying maze?--That music thou discernest?
No! Thou canst honor that in sport which thou forgettest in earnest.