“No one was dancing, least of all us, because I don't dance in public. My body's a private thing; it doesn't belong to the world at large.”

“Dance makes me better in all things. Dance makes me endure all things. Dance makes me a believer in taking what isordinary about myself and turning it into something extraordinary. I dance just because I can. It is important to tell you: If I can dance, so can you.”

“The Heavenly Spheres make music for us,The Holy Twelve dance with us,All things join in the dance!Ye who dance not, know not what we are knowing.”

“I hopped out of the shower and immediately began doing the icky dance. You know, the 'oh ma god, I know there are about six more of those things on my body' dance.”

“My body is a cage that keeps me from dancing with the one I love, but my mind holds the key.”

“He started to dance. And all at once, because Cole was dancing, I was dancing. And this Cole was even more persuasive than the last one. This was everything about Cole's smile made into a real thing, a physical object made out of his hands looped around me, and his long body pushed up against mine. I loved to dance, but I'd always been aware that I was dancing, aware of what my body was doing. Now, with this music thumping and Cole dancing with me, everything became invisible but the music. I was invisible. My hips were the booming bass. My hands on Cole were the wails of the synthesizer. My body was nothing but the hard, pulsing beat of the track. My thoughts were flashes in between the downbeats. beat:my hand pressed on Cole's stomachbeat: our hips crushed togetherbeat: Cole's laughbeat: we were one personEven knowing that Cole was good at this because it was what he did didn't make it any less of an amazing thing. Plus, he wasn't trying to be amazing without me--every move of his body was to make us move together. There was no ego, just the music and our bodies.When the track ended, Cole stepped back, out of breath, half a smile on his face. I couldn't see how he could stop. I wanted to dance until I couldn't stand up. I wanted to crush our bodies against each other until there was no pulling them apart. "You're an addiction," I told him."You should know.”