The purest form -- that in which the whole body serves the aroused soul and in which each of the soul's risings and bendings creates a visible symbol corresponding to it, allowing one image of enraptured meaning to emerge out of a thousand waves of enraptured movement -- is the dance... Or the soul lays hold of the voice of a man and makes it sing what the soul has experienced in the heights, and the voice does not know what it does.
-- Martin Buber Hasidism and Modern Man
Translated by Maurice Friedman
*Hebrew: inner fervor
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