'[Dancing] gives you nothing back, no manuscripts to store away, no paintings to show on walls and maybe hang in museums, no poems to be printed and sold, nothing but that single fleeting moment when you feel alive' - Merce Cunningham
Of course in the case of Cunnigham it gave him more than that (a career, to start with!), but this is quite poetic and true I think, so deserves being read.
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