DANCING is music made visible.
DANCING is the world’s favorite metaphor.
DANCE is a poem in which each movement is a word.
DANCE is the mother of all arts.
DANCE is the hidden language of the soul.
Nothing is more revealing than DANCING.
DANCERS are the athletes of God.
DANCING is dreaming with your body.
DANCE to express, not impress.
DANCE first, think later, it’s the natural order.
DANCE like nobody’s watching.
Let the music move your body.
To touch, to move, to inspire. This is the true gift of DANCE.
To DANCE is to give oneself up to the rhythms of life.
There are short-cuts to happiness and DANCING is one of them.
DANCE is an art that imprints on the soul. It is with you every moment, it expresses itself in everything you do.
There is a bit of insanity in DANCING that does everybody a great deal of good.
You can DANCE anywhere, even if only in your heart.
DANCE is the sole of life, the heart of creativity.
DANCE isn’t something that can be explained in words; it has to be danced.
DANCE is your pulse, your heartbeart, your breathing. It’s the rhythm of your life. It’s the expression in time and movement, in happiness, joy, sadness, and envy.