Make dance the mission every moment seeks to accomplish.

O wayfarer! Yearn finds quench, not in meadows, seashores or altitude of mountain peaks; but when being becomes dance.

Audience of angels descend in the ambiance reciting praises in your glory, when you wear your dance shoes, when you arrive at the stage and with every step you take beneath your feet heaven moves. That is the power of dance.

Limit not to only five, when the divine gifts the supreme sixth; the sense of dance.

One step, two steps, three steps; like winds of time experience joy of centuries, when movements become revelations of the dance of destinies.

Burdened no more is soul for whom life flows through dance like breath.

Through synergy of intellect, artistry and grace came into existence the blessing of a dancer.

Spirit is a child, the tune of dancing feet its lullaby.

If you opened the dictionary and searched for the meaning of a Goddess, you would find the reflection of a dancing lady.

Dance resides within us all. Some find it when joy conquers sorrow, others express it through celebration of movements; and then there are those... Whose existence is dance,.