“...My voice is stained with bloody light, and I see irises dry up at its touch; in my song I wear the… — Federico García Lorca Federico-garcia-lorca Copy Share Image
A dead man in Spain is more alive than a dead man anywhere in the world. — Federico Garcia Lorca Alive Copy Share Image
“Here I want to see those men of hard voice. Those that break horses and dominate rivers; those men of sonorous skeleton… — Federico García Lorca Copy Share Image
The one thing life has taught me is that most people spend their lives bottled up inside their houses doing the things… — Federico Garcia Lorca Hate Copy Share Image
“Madrigals" 1 Like concentric ripples over the water, so in my heart your words. Like a bird that strikes against the wind,… — Federico García Lorca Dark eyes Copy Share Image
At first glance, the rhythm may be confused with gaiety, but when you look more closely at the mechanism of social life… — Federico Garcia Lorca Anguish Copy Share Image
I'm hurt, hurt and humiliated beyond endurance, seeing the wheat ripening, the fountains never ceasing to give water, the sheep bearing hundreds… — Federico García Lorca Great saying by great authors Copy Share Image
To burn with desire and keep quiet about it is the greatest punishment we can bring on ourselves. — Federico Garcia Lorca Crime Copy Share Image
Oh honey, there's nothing new on this earth when it comes to what men and women do in the dark. First love… — Federico Garcia Lorca Dark Copy Share Image
The terrible, cold, cruel part is Wall Street. Rivers of gold flow there from all over the earth, and death comes with… — Federico Garcia Lorca Absence Copy Share Image
I was lucky enough to see with my own eyes the recent stock-market crash, where they lost several million dollars, a rabble… — Federico Garcia Lorca Crash Copy Share Image
Just as the light and weightless vegetation of saltpeter floats over the old walls of houses as soon as the owner gets… — Federico Garcia Lorca Careless Copy Share Image
Hour of Stars (1920) The round silence of night, one note on the stave of the infinite. Ripe with lost poems, I… — Federico Garcia Lorca Blackness Copy Share Image
What you wouldn't have suspected lives & trembles in the air. Those treasures of the day you keep just out of reach.… — Federico Garcia Lorca Air Copy Share Image
I sing your restless longing for the statue, your fear of the feelings that await you in the street. I sing the… — Federico Garcia Lorca Art Copy Share Image
At the heart of all great art is an essential melancholy. — Federico Garcia Lorca Art Copy Share Image
I have often lost myself in the sea, ears full of newly cut flowers, tongue full of love and agony. — Federico Garcia Lorca Agony Copy Share Image
What shall I say about poetry? What shall I say about those clouds, or about the sky? Look; look at them; look… — Federico Garcia Lorca Clouds Copy Share Image
The important thing in life is to let the years carry us along. — Federico Garcia Lorca Important Copy Share Image
“Gacela of the Flight” I have lost myself in the sea many tunes with my ear full of freshly cut flowers, with… — Federico García Lorca Death Copy Share Image
“There are dewdrops on the nightingale's wings, bright beads of moon distilled by hope. On the marble fountain is the kiss of… — Federico García Lorca Dreams Copy Share Image
I will always be on the side of those who have nothing and who are not even allowed to enjoy the nothing… — Federico Garcia Lorca Enjoy Copy Share Image
Variación / Variations El remanso de aire bajo la rama del eco. El remanso del agua bajo fronda de luceros. El remanso… — Federico Garcia Lorca Air Copy Share Image
