O wayfarer! Yearn finds quench, not in meadows, seashores or altitude of mountain peaks; but when being becomes dance.
Dance as the narration of a magical story; that recites on lips, illuminates imaginations and embraces the most sacred depths of souls.
Spirit is a child, the tune of dancing feet its lullaby.
Show me a person who found love in his life and did not celebrate it with a dance.
Through synergy of intellect, artistry and grace came into existence the blessing of a dancer.
Dance is the timeless interpretation of life.
If movements were a spark every dancer would desire to light up in flames.
Burdened no more is soul for whom life flows through dance like breath.
Burdened no more is soul for whom life flows through dance and not breath.
Caution not spirit, let it roam wild; for in that natural state dance embraces divine frequency.
A man learns to skate by staggering about and making a fool of himself. Indeed he progresses in all things by resolutely making a fool of himself.
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