Ballet technique never becomes easy, it becomes possible
Interpretation
Ballet technique continually challenges dancers, but with persistence, it becomes achievable.
Agnes De Mille's quote highlights the inherent difficulty of mastering ballet technique, suggesting that while it will always require effort and dedication, through perseverance and practice, dancers can reach levels of proficiency that may once have seemed unattainable. This speaks not only to the world of dance but also serves as a metaphor for any challenging skill that requires ongoing commitment.
In practice
During a dance recital discussion, this quote can inspire dancers to keep practicing despite challenges.
Ours is an upbeat, a hurried, hasty beat. It keeps pressing us to go farther, to include everything so that we can savor everything, so that we can know everything, so that we will miss nothing. Partly it's greed, but mainly its curiosity. We just want to experience it. And we do.
No trumpets sound when the important decisions of our life are made. Destiny is made known silently.
The truest expression of a people is in its dances and its music. Bodies never lie.
To dance is to be out of yourself. Larger, more beautiful, more powerful. This is power, it is glory on earth and it is yours for the taking.
We can't stand silence, because silence induces thinking. And if we thought, we would have to face ourselves.
Living is a form of not being sure, not knowing what next or how. The moment you know how, you begin to die a little. The artist never entirely knows. We guess. We may be wrong, but we take leap after leap in the dark.
All that we did, all that we said or sang must come from contact with the soil.
It is not art in the professionalized sense about which I care, but that which is created sacredly, as a result of a deep inner experience, with all of oneself, and that becomes 'art' in time.
A poem begins with a lump in the throat
I was captured by music at a really early age. I was really captured by it. Everything about it. It was my mother… It was my father… It was my play thing. It was my toy. It was the best thing in my life.
What science cannot declare, art can suggest; what art suggests silently, poetry speaks aloud; but what poetry fails to explain in words, music can express. _x000D_ Whoever knows the mystery of vibrations indeed knows all things.
So they were turning, after all - those cameras. Life, which can be strangely merciful, had taken pity on Norma Desmond. The dream she had clung to so desperately had enfolded her. Norma: You see, this is my life. It always will be! (In a whisper) There's nothing else - just us - and the cameras - and those wonderful people out there in the dark. All right, Mr. De Mille, I'm ready for my close-up.
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