Dance
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I was not naturally talented. I didn't sing, dance or act, though working around that minor detail made me inventive.
I believe it is in my nature to dance by virtue of the beat of my heart, the pulse of my blood and the music in my mind.
When I'm traveling, I always look for a dance studio. It's a great workout and a wonderful way to meet new friends in the community.
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.
Opportunity dances with those already on the dance floor.
The thing to do, it seems to me, is to prepare yourself so you can be a rainbow in somebody else's cloud. Somebody who may not look like you. May not call God the same name you call God — if they call God at all. I may not dance your dances or speak your language. But be a blessing to somebody. That's what I think.
The world is full of poetry. The air is living with its spirit; and the waves dance to the music of its melodies, and sparkle in its brightness.
The dance can reveal everything mysterious that is hidden in music, and it has the additional merit of being human and palpable. Dancing is poetry with arms and legs.
Poetry is an echo, asking a shadow to dance.
Let your life lightly dance on the edges of Time like dew on the tip of a leaf.
Work like you don't need the money. Love like you've never been hurt. Dance like nobody's watching.
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