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The fear of getting knocked down is less about the pain of the fall and more about the embarrassment in having fallen. And so, to rid myself of the latter is to reduce my concern about the former, which means I just unleashed my life.
Dropped
and falling
from such
heights
for so
long
that
maybe
I will have
enough time
to learn
flying
Dance, dance, dance till you drop.
Wisely and slow; they stumble that run fast.
It's not how you fall that counts.. It's how you get up
There is no suspension, no whispered prayer for silk to stop my fall. There is only the falling, and it goes on and on, in fierce silence and sharp bursts of breath.
There is a similarity between juggling and composing on the typewriter. The trick is, when you spill something, make it look like a part of the act.
It is not easy to fling oneself down stairs in a skirt; there is always the risk that you will tangle your legs and go headlong. But I made it.
Sometimes in life, you will get knocked down.
What a lark! What a plunge!
You know you're a clumsy person when you cause other people to fall down.
lurches forward like a charging rhino,
If I take a tumble, I'll mae quite a splash, but at least I won't smash against the deck and make a mess. Still be dead, though.
A juggler's skill hath been long years alearning.
Precarious, life is. A flying leap. A sweep of hand. A star flung across the night. A lucky catch in this whirling juggling circus act.
From Steam Drills, Treadmills, and Shooting Stars
That wasn't a fall. It was a premature release,
VIOLENT HOOLA-HOOPING!!!!!!
The first harsh, sparse, swift drops rush through the leaves and across the ground in a long sigh, as though of relief from intolerable suspense.
Charging down the like death in a cowboy duster
You slide so good with bones so fair, you've got the universe reclining in your hair ...
Flung is too harsh a word for the rush of the world. Blown is more like it, but blown by a generous, unending breath.
Fall mountains, just don't fall on me.
Fall down 7, get up 8
Let me see you do the 'rag time dance' ...
Turn left and do the 'Cake walk prance' ...
Turn the other way and do the 'Slow drag' ...
Now take your lady to the world's fair ( ... )
And do the 'rag time dance.'
smacking his fist into
The only way physical comedy works is if you don't see it coming. And the harder the fall, the funnier it is. You have to really take some shots, and I've walked away with some bumps and bruises.
Don't look where you fall, but where you slipped.
Fortune's not content with knocking a man down; she sends him spinning head over heels, crash upon crash.
How loose the silk. How jailed down the juice.
It is glorious fun racing down the Hump, but you can't do it on windy days because then you are not there, but the fallen leaves do it instead of you. There is almost nothing that has such a keen sense of fun as a fallen leaf.
The tilt of his head cracks gravity in half.
Dancing takes a certain lightness, a spring in the step, an elasticity in the calves; a kind of joie de vivre, or alternatively a leavening element of self-proclaiming stupidity in one's make-up.
Fall ten times, stand up eleven.
He felt, rather than saw, her chin lift toward him. But instead of pulling her hand from his grip and turning away, she tightened her own fingers and unceremoniously, unexpectedly, threw herself down the incline, dragging him with her.
Dragging him with her!
Nathaniel closes his eyes and jumps, his arms glued to his sides like that fly's. He doesn't try to break his fall, just hits hard, because it hurts less than everything else.
Jesse Dittley kicked in the door. It was a slow-motion kick because his leg was so long - there was a considerable lag between when he began to swing his leg and when his foot actually hit the door. Blue wondered what that was called. A leg roundhouse, or something.
It is what it is;...hit,shift, and rotate;... roll with the punch
You've gotta learn to love the falling, because it's all about falling.
rolling eye balls
While we lie tumbling in the hay.
Get back up when you're knocked down.
Trample the weak. Hurdle the dead.
He slipped on the floor and this time his
Some random supernatural hit me hard from the side. With a shriek I went head-over-ass and landed on my face. Smooth. My wolf was real proud of that graceful move.
Eve, Jaymin (2015-01-29). Dragon Marked: Supernatural Prison #1 (p. 31). . Kindle Edition.
Crawling about the floor like half-dead November flies is one thing, and dancing reels another.
Inej had once offered to teach him how to fall. "The trick is not getting knocked down," he'd told her with a laugh. "No, Kaz," she'd said, "the trick is in getting back up.
This is the great fault of wine; it first trips up the feet: it is a cunning wrestler.
Emerson,' I said, choosing my words with care, 'it is a sheer drop from the cleft down to the base of the cliff. If you are bent on breaking your arm or your leg or your neck or all three, find a place closer to home so we won't have to carry you such a distance.
Who will dance on the floor in the round?
Knocking the shrieking goblins aside like skittles
screaming as they squeal down a Slip'n Slide
I twirl through the driveway with angelic grace
Till I slip on the sidewalk and fall on my face
Saypur says, 'Dance,' you say, 'How many turns?
Wisely and slowly; they stumble that run fast.
No punching?" he asked.
"No."
"No kicking?"
"No."
"How about arm wrestling?"
"No. And before you ask, we've avoided Slug Bug, Slap Bets, and any and all Dance-Offs."
Fate Succumbs
It's not the thing you fling, it's the fling itself.
Don't learn to do, but learn in doing. Let your falls not be on a prepared ground, but let them be bona fide falls in the rough and tumble of the world.
Dancing dismiss distress.
...the world is tumbling with innocent-seeming objects ready to declare themselves, slippery and obliging.
Daddy, What's the horizontal tango?
Every dancer lives on the threshold of chucking it.
Who bravely dares must sometimes risk a fall.
Those elegant delights of jig and vaulting.
Wiggle 'til you're high, wiggle 'til you're higher, wiggle 'til you vomit fire.
The legendary tumbleweed is really a nurse crop that protects the growth of prairie grasses under its shade, and then it sacrifices itself and blows away.
Hoping to Fall Out:
Leaning out as far as she can, hoping she'll fall soon, so she can stop worrying about whether it will happen or not.
Skate, you're about to pop the best wheelie of your life.
We fell. We got up. We ran.
Loosen your girdle and let er fly!
Hurrying, dragging, falling, crying, calling out names hopefully and hopelessly.
Adrian suddenly made an abrupt turn onto a side street we'd nearly driven past. I jerked upright as he clipped the curb.
What are you doing? Think about your tires!
Dancing is not just getting up painlessly, like a leaf blown on the wind; dancing is when you tear your heart out and rise out of your body to hang suspended between the worlds.
Steep fall to the ground
shattering
like clay pigeons
missed
by bad shots
and unsteady hands.
Throw high risers at the chin; throw peas at the knees; throw it here when they're lookin' there; throw it there when they're lookin' here.
A falling drop at last will carve a stone.
Parkour," I panted. "Bitch.
This is how looseLoose-- Gary Keller
The harder she fights the fall, the faster she tumbles out of reason and into love's madness.
Head into the children's bedroom, where our babysitter, Teri, is presiding over a massive game of Twister. Minnie doesn't understand Twister, but she understands rolling around on the mat, getting in everyone's way, so that's what she's doing.
You think you have mastered it, but just as you get well underway in following, it turns a back-somersault and there you are. It slaps you in the face, knocks you down, and tramples upon you. It is like a bad dream.
My grandfather used to say to me when I was a boy, "Getting knocked down is no big prize - it's getting up that's the real trick." I couldn't agree more.
How swift, the slippage from keeping it together to losing it.
Bella, can you drop the rock, please? Carefully. Don't hurt yourself.
This was something different and deadlier: a dance where the smallest misstep meant death.
I stepped from Plank to Plank
A slow and cautious way
He with a graceful pride, While his rider every hand survey'd, Sprung loose, and flew into an escapade; Not moving forward, yet with every bound Pressing, and seeming still to quit his ground.
Just for fun I flew in huge banking arcs, taking deep breaths, enjoying the feel of my newly weightless hair. The stylist had called it "wind tossed."
If only she knew.
At playtime she twirled and spun across the playground so fast that none of the little boys in her class could catch her and they were all very cross.
No man lives without jostling and being jostled; in all ways he has to elbow himself through the world, giving and receiving offense.
Hush little owl,
You're with Twi.
I got the moves to get you by.
Big bad crows.
St. Aggie's scamps
Ain't got nothin to show the champ.
I'll pop a spiral
With a twist,
Do a three-sixty
And scatter mist
If I could say it, I would not have to dance it.
Tail wagging like a windscreen wiper in a downpour.
The most acrobatic thing that goes on here is a synchronized hair flip.
rolled down. As I
Whenever you have to fall, fall carefully!
Put your hands on your hip, let your back bone slip. Do the Watusi, like my little Lucy.
weaving his way across
I can still stand on life's narrowest footing: but who would I be were I to show you this art. Would you like to see a ropedancer?
The beauty is, while you're working on chipping, you're also working on driving. This is because the bottoms of both swings - the area around impact - are identical.
It's hard to walk in the dress, it's not easy
I'm swinging over like a heavy loaded fruit tree