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.
Federico Garcia LorcaIf blue is dream what then innocence? What awaits the heart if Love bears no arrows?
Federico Garcia LorcaThe day hunger disappears, the world will see the greatest spiritual explosion humanity has ever seen.
Federico Garcia LorcaTo burn with desire and keep quiet about it is the greatest punishment we can bring on ourselves.
Federico Garcia LorcaWhile the poet wrestles with the horses on his brain and the sculptor wounds his eyes on the hard spark of alabaster, the dancer battles the air around her, air that threatens at any moment to destroy her harmony or to open huge open empty spaces where her rhythm will be annihilated.
Federico Garcia Lorca