There was something in her movements that made you think she never walked but always danced.
Interpretation
This quote highlights the grace and fluidity in a person's movements, suggesting a joyful and artistic approach to life.
Lucy Maud Montgomery's quote evokes an image of a person whose every movement exudes elegance and joy, suggesting that her presence transforms the ordinary act of walking into something mesmerizing, akin to dancing. It symbolizes the beauty of living life with passion and a carefree spirit, encouraging us to embrace our own movements and interactions with the same artistry.
In practice
This quote can be used in a motivational speech about embracing life with passion.
A broken heart in real life isn't half as dreadful as it is in books. It's a good deal like a bad tooth, though you won't think THAT a very romantic simile. It takes spells of aching and gives you a sleepless night now and then, but between times it lets you enjoy life and dreams and echoes and peanut candy as if there were nothing the matter with it.
A house isn't a home without the ineffable contentment of a cat with its tail folded about its feet. A cat gives mystery, charm, suggestion.
Gilbert darling, don't let's ever be afraid of things. It's such dreadful slavery. Let's be daring and adventurous and expectant. Let's dance to meet life and all it can bring to us, even if it brings scads of trouble and typhoid and twins!" (Anne to Gilbert)
Youth is not a vanished thing but something that dwells forever in the heart.
I'm so glad I live in a world where there are Octobers.
She had dreamed some brilliant dreams during the past winter and now they lay in the dust around her. In her present mood of self-disgust, she could not immediately begin dreaming again. And she discovered that, while solitude with dreams is glorious, solitude without them has few charms.
Perhaps Bach and Beethoven are strange bedfellows for Mickey Mouse, but it's all been a lot of fun.
A theatre, a literature, an artistic expression that does not speak for its own time has no relevance.
Beauty is the sole ambition, the exclusive goal of Taste.
Everything that I saw became something to be made, and it had to be exactly as it was, with nothing added. It was a new freedom: there was no longer the need to compose. The subject was there already made, and I could take from everything. It all belonged to me: a glass roof of a factory, with its broken and patched panels, lines on a road map, a corner of a Braque painting, paper fragments in the street. It was all the same: anything goes.
Great art picks up where nature ends.
The commitment to working at poetry is important because a poet is a maker, and a poem is a made thing. We have to honor our feelings by working to transform them into something meaningful and lasting.
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