I love ballet. Ballet is its own being. It has its own vocabulary. I feel as if I am in a different world when I am in the ballet studio.
I like the world, but I feel very, very Italian. I love the small parts of my country: Tuscany, Capri in the winter. I don't like big towns.
I don't feel under pressure to work because I love what I do and I wanted to do the projects that came my way.
I never feel like I have to hang on to the music. I don't expect that the music will go away. Ideas are the only thing I can point to that are permanent and fixed.
I dress how I feel. I just go off emotion. I can't prepare my outfit a day before. Everything I wear is spontaneous.
You can’t make someone feel good about themselves until you feel good about yourself.
You just feel comfortable with him, and he certainly makes sure that you're comfortable. He makes sure that you feel good and that you're happy with what you're doing.
Get outside. Watch the sunrise. Watch the sunset. How does that make you feel? Does it make you feel big or tiny? Because there's something good about feeling both.
I've always wanted to play a role in inspiring people to be better, to live higher quality lives and to feel good about the way that they look and feel.
One does not change a feeling by focusing on that feelings. One changes a feeling by changing one's behaviors and or one's thoughts
Men may feel just disempowered by intimacy, by being close to a woman, and also by feeling the tender feelings that they're ashamed of.
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