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More Quotes by Federico García Lorca
Old women can see through walls.
The day we stop resisting our instincts, we'll have learned how to live.
The artist, and particularly the poet, is always an anarchist in the best sense of the word. He must heed only the call that arises within him from three strong voices: the voice of death, with all its foreboding, the voice of love and the voice of art.
The day that hunger is eradicated from the earth there will be the greatest spiritual explosion the world has ever known. Humanity cannot imagine the joy that will burst into the world.
The snow is falling on the deserted field of my life, and my hopes, which roam far, are afraid of becoming frozen or lost.
Those who are afraid of death will carry it on their shoulders.
The terrible, cold, cruel part is Wall Street. Rivers of gold flow there from all over the earth, and death comes with it. There, as nowhere else, you feel a total absence of the spirit: herds of men who cannot count past three, herds more who cannot get past six, scorn for pure science and demoniacal respect for the present. And the terrible thing is that the crowd that fills the street believes that the world will always be the same and that it is their duty to keep that huge machine running, day and night, forever.
Only mystery allows us to live, only mystery.
Love is the kiss in the quiet nest while the leaves are trembling, mirrored in the water.
I know there is no straight road No straight road in this world Only a giant labyrinth Of intersecting crossroads
