#dancing

I love dancing! ↗

— Jessie Ware

#i #i love #love

I knew if I stayed in London my whole life would be dancing. I'd won almost every major title you can. I thought 'This really isn't my passion. I really want to sing,' and I knew I wouldn't be able to if I stayed there. ↗

— Julianne Hough

#almost #dancing #every #i #knew

I really feel confident about my dancing now, so I hope there could be a place for me in the West End or on Broadway - maybe a musical, maybe my own show. ↗

— Katherine Jenkins

#broadway #confident #could #dancing #end

Like everyone else, I want to go on dancing forever, but I know the day is going to come when I will have to be doing something else. ↗

— Karen Kain

#dancing #day #doing #else #everyone

I'm a little more shy and not comfortable dancing in front of a large crowd. ↗

— Kim Kardashian

#crowd #dancing #front #i #large

I love music. I love going out dancing. ↗

— Carson Kressley

#going #i #i love #love #music

I would have to challenge the term, modern dance. I don't really use that term in relation to my work. I simply think of it as dancing. I think of it as moving. ↗

— Twyla Tharp

#dance #dancing #i #i think #modern

The same people who are murdered slowly in the mechanized slaughterhouses of work are also arguing, singing, drinking, dancing, making love, holding the streets, picking up weapons and inventing a new poetry. ↗

— Raoul Vaneigem

#arguing #dancing #drinking #holding #inventing

It has taken me years of struggle, hard work, and research to learn to make one simple gesture, and I know enough about the art of writing to realize that it would take as many years of concentrated effort to write one simple, beautiful sentence. ↗

— Isadora Duncan

#dancing #writing #art

Justus tried to make an objective assessment of Miguel. What was the big deal with him, anyway? So he was easy on the eyes. Actually that was an understatement; he was for female eyes, a virtual feast. He was a perfect physical specimen, and very sensual. He seemed to positively ooze sex and eroticism with his every move, look, and touch. Justus turned her head toward him to steal a glance at his profile, but he caught her looking at him. His eyes were so arresting, they were a dark, fierce green, like beautiful shining emeralds. She also noticed flecks of gold laced through them, reminiscent of cat’s eyes. Not any ordinary house cat, these were the eyes of a wild predator. He was a panther; with his black hair and green eyes and the way he moved, so gracefully, yet with definite strength and agility. She sighed to herself, so much for her objectivity. ↗

— Amanda Bretz

#romance-novels #sexy-men #beauty