Federico Garcia Lorca Quotes
Pero yo ya no soy yo Ni mi casa es ya mi casa. But now I am no longer I, nor is my house any longer my house.
Just as the light and weightless vegetation of saltpeter floats over the old walls of houses as soon as the owner gets careless, so the literary vocation springs up in you.
If I told you the whole story it would never end...What's happened to me has happened to a thousand woman.
I'm afraid to be on this shore a trunk without limbs, and what I most regret is not to have flower, pulp, or clay for the worm of my suffering.
The dancer's trembling heart must bring everything into harmony, from the tips of her shoes to the flutter of her eyelashes, from the ruffles of her dress to the incessant play of her fingers.
Verde que te quiero verde. Verde viento. Verde ramas. Green I love you green. Green Wind. Green branches.
I have often lost myself in the sea, ears full of newly cut flowers, tongue full of love and agony.
Fire is fed by fire. The same small flame destroys Two stalks of wheat at once.
I'm satisfied. I am progressively making my life and my name in the surest and purest manner. If I catch on in the theater, as I think I will, all the doors will gladly open wide for me.
In each thing there is an insinuation of death. Stillness, silence, serenity are all apprenticeships.
Relish the fresh landscape of my wound, break rushes and delicate rivulets, drink blood poured on honeyed thigh.
All one's personality is embedded in gloves and hats after they've been good and used. Show me a glove and I'll tell you the character of its owner.
The groom is like a flower of gold. When he walks, blossoms at his feet unfold.
Hail, mute devil! You are the most intense animal. An eternal mystic of the fleshly inferno.
The world is a shoulder of dark meat (black flesh of an old mule). And the light is on the other side.
