Theatre is poetry that rises from the book and becomes human enough to talk and shout, weep and despair
Federico Garcia LorcaVerde que te quiero verde. Verde viento. Verde ramas. Green I love you green. Green Wind. Green branches.
Federico Garcia LorcaA nation that does not support and encourage its theater is - if not dead - dying; just as a theater that does not capture with laughter and tears the social and historical pulse, the drama of its people, the genuine color of the spiritual and natural landscape, has no right to call itself theater; but only a place for amusement.
Federico Garcia Lorca