Quotes by : Federico García Lorca

The artist, and particularly the poet, is always an anarchist in the best sense of the word. He must....

Yo me salgo desnudo a la calle,maduro de versos perdidos.I step naked into the streetripe with lost poems.....

Verde que te quiero verde. Verde viento. Verdes ramas. El barco sobre la mar y el caballo en la montaña.....

At five in the afternoon. It was exactly five in the afternoon. A boy brought the white sheet at five....

To burn with desire and keep quiet about it is the greatest punishment we can bring on ourselves.

Look at the longing, the anguish of a sad fossil world / that cannot find the accent of its first sob.....

…And my heart openedlike a flower under sky,its petals of desire,its stamens of dreams…

Everyone understands the pain that accompanies death,but genuine pain doesn't live in the spirit,nor....

El remanso de airebajo la rama del eco.El remanso del aguabajo fronda de luceros.El remanso de tu bocabajo....

A light which lives on what the flames devour,a grey landscape surrounding me with scorch,a crucifixion....