Pound Ballet is a dance executed by the human soul. I see dance being used as communication between body and soul, to express what it too deep to find for words. Dance is not something to talk about. There was never a merry world since the fairies left off dancing. There was an old clerk of Columbus Who wearied of totalling numbus, So he moved to East Lansing And spent his time dancing Maxixes, merengues, and rhumbus.
Dancing is silent poetry.
Dancing is an art because it is subject to rules. The Ballet toe shoe is one of the few instruments of torture to survive intact into our time. I wonder if sex is as fun as dancing. If you're on thin ice you might as well be dancing. It's not the turning that hard in pirouettes, it's that you gotta keep on doin' it.