Quotes About Movement

Our place in the universe, the universe itself, it all changes faster and faster by the second. Every one of us standing on this planet, we're all moving forwards and we're never ever coming back. The truth is, stillness is an idea, a dream. It's the thought of friendly, welcoming lights still shining in all the places we've been forced to abandon.

writing is like dancing, or sports, where the expression of grace come only through movement.

Nothing taxes a bird's muscles as much as flying,

Jeopardy had the potential to create a great movement, something that would touch every heart in Gleberume, and perhaps beyond. But he realised that by doing that he would simply become the thing he hated most. He would crush the Ixmarities' power, yes, but he would attain it himself. He did not want that. We were to be part of it, Trajan, because all of us, Cleo, you and I, were somehow part of Resenence Jeopardy. He told me this.

Every movement, every glance, every low-pitched word is a work of art. Yes, they are performers, too, like me.

To those watching him, he appeared to dance as he walked.

He burned with vitality, and an energy that needed release in activity.

The group began to move, circling slowly, feeling with their hands for an invisible boundary. They were claiming the space for their own. There were no words, no verbal summoning of the elements. To Ari, this was something new; the silent, spiralling bodies describing the parameters of their temple. Then one by one, each member of the group spun in the middle of the circle, describing with gestures the sanctity of the chosen space, slowly whirling shapes of rags and hair.

He was not running away, but running onwards.

They were beautiful to behold, but that night, it seemed a dark shadow hung over him. Their movements were more languid, their eyes unfocused. They had the look of creatures hypnotised by a snake.

He wondered whether what he had heard indicated that a city was moving far above him on the surface, and whether the wounding thunder meant that, it had foundered, or collided with another city.

Lightly, taking Beth with me, I danced from spark to spark, pausing for the briefest of touches.

The children sensed me, but I moved so swiftly, the sensation was too fleeting for alarm.

I felt heady in the swirl of colour, skirts of deep red, emerald green, peacock blue, the glint of yellow metal. Quick hands brushed our faces, and a blur of white-toothed smiles flashed around us. I couldn't help laughing aloud, batting these flapping creatures away from me. They were like soulscape harpies in plumage of white silk, who might carry us off to a final and exquisite devouring.

When any political movement loses all sense of self and has no unifying theory of government, it ceases to function as a collective rooted in thought and becomes more like fans of a sports team.

The entire modern Republican definition of the conservative movement is about efforts to define itself as "normal" and everything else as "not normal.

I don't think it's possible to skip with a frown on your face.... I'd like to see the world's governing and terrorist leaders on a skipping tour through the Middle East and across the subcontinent and China to Korea.

The word 'figure' from choreography . . . means something like a momentary attitude of the body or a fragment of a dance.

A city like Bombay, like New York, that is a recent creation on the planet and does not have a substantial indigenous population, is full of restless people. Those who have come here have not been at ease somewhere else. And unlike others who may have been equally uncomfortable wherever they came from, these people got up and moved. As I have discovered, having once moved, it is difficult to stop moving.

The earth cannot move without music. The earth moves in a certain rhythm, a certain sound, a certain note. When the music stops the earth will stop and everything upon it will die.

Those who are thirsty for wisdom Will ever move toward the source of the wisdom That quenches their thirst.

When torrential water tosses boulders, it is because of its momentum. When the strike of a hawk breaks the body of its prey, it is because of timing.

There is no history about which there is so much ignorance as this great movement for the establishment of equal political rights for women. I hope the twentieth century will see the triumph of our cause.

Organize, agitate, educate, must be our war cry.