Skipping: a joyful impulse, stunted at puberty. – M. Robin D’Antan

Why march to the beat of your own drummer when you can skip? – Dave May, courtesy of iSkip.com

We used to fly past shoppers in the town centre and especially in the winter, wrapped up in our duffle coats, woolen hats and scarves we used to get so warm that there would soon be coats unbuttoned, scarves trailing behind and rosy cheeks by the time we got to school. – Karen Elkins, courtesy of iSkip.com

Skipping is inner joy meets outer joy. – Jessi Lane Adams