In Spain, the dead are more alive than the dead of any other country in the world. – Federico Garcia Lorca
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 Lorca
Not for a moment, beautiful aged Walt Whitman, have I failed to see your beard full of butterflies. – Federico Garcia Lorca
The only things that the United States has given to the world are skyscrapers, jazz, and cocktails. That is all. And in Cuba, in our America, they make much better cocktails. – Federico Garcia Lorca
New York is something awful, something monstrous. I like to walk the streets, lost, but I recognize that New York is the world’s greatest lie. New York is Senegal with machines. – Federico Garcia Lorca
There is nothing more poetic and terrible than the skyscrapers’ battle with the heavens that cover them. – Federico Garcia Lorca
I was lucky enough to see with my own eyes the recent stock-market crash, where they lost several million dollars, a rabble of dead money that went sliding off into the sea. – Federico Garcia Lorca
The two elements the traveler first captures in the big city are extra human architecture and furious rhythm. Geometry and anguish. – Federico Garcia Lorca
