Quotes About Emotion

They really do occupy a scrumptious little dark corner of my heart!

You women could make someone fall in love even with a lie.

Everything cannot be conveyed by ballet, only those things which can be shown on the stage.

There should not need to be a synopsis in the program. The movements and the music should express everything the audience needs to know.

Dance has to look like the music. If you see music simply as an accompaniment, then you don't hear it. I occupy myself with how not to interfere with the music.

Dancing is music made visible.

Hatred is the coward's revenge for being intimidated.

People become attached to their burdens sometimes more than the burdens are attached to them.

The fickleness of the women I love is only equalled by the infernal constancy of the women who love me.

The fickleness of the women whom I love is only equalled by the infernal constancy of the women who love me.

There are some experiences in life which should not be demanded twice from any man, and one of them is listening to the Brahms Requiem.

There is only one universal passion fear.

When two people are under the influence of the most violent, most insane, most delusive, and most transient of passions, they are required to swear that they will remain in that excited, abnormal, and exhausting condition continuously until death do them part.

Dancing is a perpendicular expression of a horizontal desire.

Football is a sad game.

This, I understood in a flash, was why people liked to dance. It made you forget who you were and at the same time remember who you were always meant to be.

Women hate everything which strips off the tinsel of sentiment, and they are right, or it would rob them of their weapons.

And those who saw, it did surprise, Such drops could fall from human eyes.

Above or Love, Hope, Hate or Fear, It lives all passionless and pure: An age shall fleet like earthly year; Its years in moments shall endure. Away, away, without a wing, O'er all, through all, its thought shall fly; A nameless and eternal thing, Forgetting what it was to die.

For one heat, all know, doth drive out another,One passion doth expel another still.

His heart runs away with his head.

Anger makes us strong, Blind and impatient, And it leads us wrong; The strength is quickly lost; We feel the error long.

Better to love amiss than nothing to have loved.

I was in love with him. I mean, I'm not gay, but this was a physical love. When I was around him, I couldn't breathe. I felt like he was the world. I loved him the way that a worm loves its apple.