Quotes about Dance

Experience tells us that we can only love because we are born out of love, that we can only give because our life is a gift, and that we can only make others free because we are set free by Him whose heart is greater than ours. When we have found the anchor places for our lives in our own center, we can be free to let others enter into the space created for them and allow them to dance their own dance, sing their own song and speak their own language without fear.

For even while we mourn, we do not forget how our life can ultimately join God's larger dance of life and hope.

There should be a real sense of your imagination and your memories walking and woolgathering, tramping the hills, romping all over the place. Trust them. Don't look at your feet to see if you are doing it right. Just dance.

I know nothing, except what everyone knows--if there when grace dances, I should dance.

Life is the dance between what you desire most, and what you fear most

A dancer differeth from a madman only in length of time; one is mad so long as he liveth, the other while he danceth.

Anon they move in perfect phalanx, to the Dorian mood of flutes and soft recorders.

Come, knit hands, and beat the ground,In a light fantastic round.

First they done a lecture on temperance; but they didn't make enough for them both to get drunk on. Then in another village they started a dancing-school; but they didn't know no more how to dance than a kangaroo does; so the first prance they made the general public jumped in and pranced them out of town. Another time they tried to go at yellocution; but they didn't yellocute long till the audience got up and give them a solid good cussing, and made them skip out.

Phuong had kept us a table at the edge of the dance-floor and the orchestra was playing some tune which had been popular in Paris five years ago. Two Vietnamese couples were dancing, small, neat, aloof, with an air of civilization we couldn't match. (I recognized one, an accountant from the Banque de

Let the Piper come and welcome, he cried, waving his hand. I'LL follow him gladly round and round the world.

God is not a static thing...but a dynamic, pulsating activity, a life, almost a kind of drama. Almost, if you will not think me irreverent, a kind of dance.