Dancer Quotes Quotes & Sayings

And remember whatever discipline you're in, whether you're a musician or a photographer, fine artist or a cartoonist, writer, a dancer, a singer, a designer... whatever you do, you have a thing that's unique. You have the ability to make art. — Neil Gaiman

If you are a musician,
sing to one as if you were singing to a million.
If you are a dancer,
dance to one as if you were dancing to a million.
If you are a performer,
perform to one as if you were performing to a million. — Matshona Dhliwayo

Filled with determination, she pounded on Leo's door. "Wake up, slugabed!"
A string of foul words filtered through the heavy oak panels.
Grinning, Amelia went into Poppy's room. She pulled the curtains open, releasing clouds of dust that caused her to sneeze. "Poppy, it's ... achoo! ... time to get out of bed."
The covers had been drawn completely over Poppy's head. "Not yet," came her muffled protest.
Sitting on the edge of the mattress, Amelia eased the covers away from her nineteen-year-old sister. Poppy was groggy and sleep-flushed, her cheek imprinted with a line left by a fold of the bedclothes. Her brown hair, a warmer, ruddier tint than Amelia's, was a wild mass of tangles.
"I hate morning," Poppy mumbled. "And I'm sure I don't like being awakened by someone who looks so bloody pleased about it."
"I'm sorry." Continuing to smile, Amelia stroked her sister's hair away from her face repeatedly. — Lisa Kleypas

With a black Stone, you are handsome, wise and a good dancer. Norn saying. — Taylor Grace

Kids accept a lot more, and they buy it, because they're free. — Johnny Depp

At the outbreak of the war it was found very difficult to raise infantry in Texas, as no Texan walks a yard if he can help it. Many mounted regiments were therefore organized, and afterwards dismounted. — Arthur Fremantle

Your inner Belly Dancer ... is your inner sensuality, your highest feminity, your great esteemed self made more apparent. — Leandra J. Kalsy

We're like Pavlov's dog with these mammary glands, and it's only the threat of jail or some other unthinkable repercussion that keeps us tethered. — Jack Dancer

When you look ahead and darkness is all you see, faith and determination will pull you through. — Drake

You cannot pick and choose love. Love picks and chooses you, if you are lucky. So what, you might lose everything? What better thing is there to lose if not everything for love? — Jack Dancer

I know how it is with women. They might love you, but that doesn't mean they won't eat you, because they will, especially when there's another woman involved. — Jack Dancer

Stop thinking about the steps. There are no moves in blues, only movement. Just listen to the music," Matt whispered into my ear.
I let go, softening into his arms. The sways became steps, and without even realising, I was dancing. — Renee Conoulty

The best dancer is the one who isn't even aware that she is dancing! — Mehmet Murat Ildan

You are a dancer in this great stage we call life. Your imagination is the writer and thoughts are the director of the dance drama. So unleash your thoughts to dramatize your dance. — Debasish Mridha

I think I can, I think I can!" Another word for that mind-set is "self-efficacy," a central concept within the field of human psychology developed in the 1970s by eminent psychologist Albert Bandura. Self-efficacy means having the belief in your abilities to complete a task, reach goals, and manage a situation.2 It means believing in your abilities - not in your parents' abilities to help you do those things or to do them for you. — Julie Lythcott-Haims

The greatest artists express their inner self; an artist paints her rage; a writer pens his fear; a dancer expresses her sadness through movement; and a musician's loneliness echoes in his performance. — Gerard De Marigny

I rebuke societies that impart to their flowers their cold and rigid demeanour. Flowers should not stand with the stiffness of a soldier on parade but must carry themselves with the relaxedness of a dancer, their arms outstretched above a shaggy mane. Life reveals few sights as distressing as the look of flowers standing mournfully at attention unstirred by the kisses of a million bees. This infection of uncomely reserve is the handiwork of sombre gardeners bred in sombre societies who will not consider their work done till their flowers exude in aspect that stiffness they esteem. They forget that God intended that we mingle with flowers and not merely admire them from afar. But there is a look in a fastidiously manicured garden that makes me keep my distance, a look that draws my eyes but scorns my touch, and that is why I condemn them. — Agona Apell

I think of their anger as a wind. And that wind took them away. From me. And all the others like me. So — Benjamin Alire Saenz