As to dancing, my dear, I never dance, unless I am allowed to do it in my own peculiar way. There is no use trying to describe it: it has to be seen to be believed. […] Did you ever see the Rhinoceros, and the Hippopotamus, at the Zoological Gardens, trying to dance a minuet together? It is a touching sight. — Lewis Carroll
No one dances sober, unless he is insane. — Cicero
Sometimes, when no one is home, and when I’m cleaning the house, I turn the music up really, really, really loud. And dance. Like a maniac.
And then, I feel better. And like I can do anything, and be anything.