“O, teach me how you look, and with what art You sway the motion of Demetrius' heart."-Helena”
“I like my afterglow with you in motion. I measure time by how your body sways.”
“Will you teach me how to paint?”“Just paint.”“I’m not any good.”“Do it for therapy. You can go to art school later.”
“O Helena, goddess, nymph, perfect, divine!To what, my love, shall I compare thine eyne?Crystal is muddy. O, how ripe in showThy lips, those kissing cherries, tempting grow!”
“...you may be able to sway people's heads. But you can't sway their hearts.”
“O chestnut-tree, great-rooted blossomer,Are you the leaf, the blossom or the bole?O body swayed to music, O brightening glance,How can we know the dancer from the dance?”