Quotes & Sayings About Bolero

Havana was a woman who had once been renowned for her beauty until hard times had soured her. Her hand had gotten heavy with makeup application: her necklines had crept down; her beauty was tainted with vulgarity. But sometimes when she was alone, after she'd taken off her makeup, she danced in her garden, bare-faced and barefoot, to an old bolero, and the old elegance appeared, normal as a Tuesday evening. — Julia Cooke

I don't know what will become of this piece. Our brave critics will no doubt charge me with imitating Ravel's Bolero. Too bad - this is how I hear war. — Dmitri Shostakovich

For me, it's all about the Canadian tuxedo, and maybe a bolero. The province I grew up in in Alberta is pretty much the denim capital of Canada. The first premier of Alberta started Grand Western Garment, which Levi's bought later on. — Mac DeMarco

And, you know, I think the original recording of Ravel's Bolero, probably whoever played percussion on that, will never have It played better than that. — Buddy Rich

Merengue is a fast rhythm, you know, and danceable. Bachata is like a slow, romantic Caribbean bolero. — Juan Luis Guerra

'White Rabbit' was mostly done in about two days, the music in about half an hour. The music is a 'Bolero' rip-off and the lyrics a rearrangement of 'Alice in Wonderland.' You take two spectacular hits and throw them together, and it's hard to miss. — Grace Slick

Look, there's nothing wrong with people being happy, but there's more to life than turning on and screwing to Ravel's Bolero. — Blake Edwards

Workdays are, I imagine, rather like learning to ice-skate Torvill and Dean's The Bolero. They start and end easily enough; it's the bit in the middle that causes the pain in the arse. — Fennel Hudson

The mind wraps itself around a poem. It is almost sensual, particularly if you work on a computer. You can turn the poem round and about and upside down, dancing with it a kind of bolero of two snakes twisting and coiling, until the poem has found its right and proper shape. — Marge Piercy