Abby Lee Quotes

We talked about how sad and miserable we are and how we feel guilty about it because we have so much to be grateful for. We watched "Dance Moms" until we fell asleep. Between Abby Lee Miller's abusive tactics and the intensity of the parents, we relate deeply.

Every child in South Florida can dance. And every child there is amazing.

We can't just sit on our asses and not live our lives while we're trying to expose a corrupt government.

You love me," Abby says, smiling. Jess leans forward. "Yeah, I really do. This isn't our Romeo and Juliet moment. You're going to be okay. No one is dying. "No, it's the end. I want a goodbye kiss.

She looks great in that skirt. Her butt is so cute.

spot on the couch, I listened to the nightly sounds of our house, as familiar as the hymns we sang every Sunday morning at Boon Chapel. The crack of the ice tray. The opening of the silverware drawer with its earsplitting creak. As Momma reheated Daddy’s supper, the smell of fried potatoes and salt pork filled the air. Abby and I had eaten hours ago. When Daddy worked extra late, Momma

Three Mississippi, Four Mississippi… Tucking Barbie underneath the throw pillow on my lap, I traced my finger over the red blooms that covered my library book. Abby, my little sister, lay dozing on the opposite end of the couch, sprawled flat on her back. She had a way of sleeping through anything—a loud television show, or even one of Momma and Daddy’s late-night arguments.

they can’t afford it, they don’t want to say they can’t afford it—they’re too embarrassed—so they make up other excuses to cover the financial issue, like they didn’t like their costumes, or they didn’t like their solos, or they didn’t win, or they’re always in the back of the group.

You have to want it 110 percent. You have to eat, sleep, and breathe your passion, and fight for perfection every step of the way.

But if you are willing to work, sacrifice, and believe, the sky’s the limit. Some say, “Anything is possible.” I say, “Everything is possible!

I always tell my students that I dream bigger for them than I do for myself, and that’s the truth.

My mom didn’t play favorites. She was kind and giving and wonderful to everyone who graced her presence. She never pushed me, nor put me front and center. She knew too many instructors who ruined their businesses by featuring their own daughters in every number. This turns people off! I didn’t even get to go down the mat first in tumbling class. Jeez!

That fall, when everyone was doing back-to-school shopping, I couldn’t have cared less about clothes, and classes, and football games. I was totally consumed with going back to dancing school and my plans for the future.

My days were filled with U.S. history and algebra. My nights were spent with history of movement and petite allegros. I might have been your average student during my typical school day, but after school, I was quickly becoming a master teacher. While my friends were looking for a future career in the guidance counselor’s office, I was proving to my colleagues that I had already found my true vocation.