Federico Garcia Lorca Quotes

As I have not worried to be born, I do not worry to die.

In Spain, the dead are more alive than the dead of any other country in the world.

Not for a moment, beautiful aged Walt Whitman, have I failed to see your beard full of butterflies.

With their souls of patent leather, they come down the road. Hunched and nocturnal, where they breathe they impose, silence of dark rubber, and fear of fine sand.