Federico Garcia Lorca Quotes - Page 4

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• Even money, which shines so much, spits sometimes.

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  Shining, Sometimes, Spit

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• Men like to pleasure us, girl. They like to undo our plaits and give us water to drink from their own mouths. That's what makes the world go round.

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  Girl, Men, Giving

  Federico Garcia Lorca (2014). “Lorca Plays: 1: Blood Wedding; Yerma; Dona Rosita the Spinster”, p.169, A&C Black

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• The dancer's trembling heart must bring everything into harmony, from the tips of her shoes to the flutter of her eyelashes, from the ruffles of her dress to the incessant play of her fingers.

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  Heart, Eyelashes, Play

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• The mirror is the mother dew, the book of desiccated twilights, echo become flesh.

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  Mother, Book, Twilight

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• At first glance, the rhythm may be confused with gaiety, but when you look more closely at the mechanism of social life and the painful slavery of both men and machines, you see that it is nothing but a kind of typical, empty anguish that makes even crime and gangs forgivable means of escape.

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  Confused, Mean, Men

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• Death, lonely death, Beneath the withered leaves.

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  Lonely, Withered, Withered Leaves

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• The bride, the white bride today a maiden, tomorrow a wife.

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  White, Wife, Today

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• Little black horse. Where are you taking your dead rider?

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  Horse, Black, Littles

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• Oh honey, there's nothing new on this earth when it comes to what men and women do in the dark. First love is when you learn. So you've learned that love can open you up like spring sun on a wee primrose. Good. Remember that. You know how to love.

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  Spring, First Love, Dark

  Federico Garcia Lorca (2014). “The House of Bernarda Alba: a modern adaptation”, p.42, Bloomsbury Publishing

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• If I told you the whole story it would never end...What's happened to me has happened to a thousand woman.

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  Stories, Ends, Thousand

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• Woodcutter. Cut my shadow from me. Free me from the torment of being without fruit. Why was I born among mirrors? Day goes round and round me. The night copies me in all its stars. I want to live without my reflection. And then let me dream that ants and thistledown are my leaves and my parrots.

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  Dream, Stars, Cutting

  Federico García Lorca, “The Song Of The Barren Orange Tree”

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• The moon carries the masks of meningitis into bedrooms, fills the wombs of pregnant women with cold water and, as soon as I'm not careful, throws handfuls of grass on my shoulders.

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  Moon, Water, Cold

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• Verde que te quiero verde. Verde viento. Verde ramas. Green I love you green. Green Wind. Green branches.

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  Love, Wind, Tree

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• We're all like the little sailor. From the harbors we hear the strains of accordions and the murky soapy noises of the docks, from the mountains we receive the dish of silence that the shepherds eat, but we don't hear more than our own distances. And what distances without end and without doors and without mountains!

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  Distance, Doors, Silence

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• Everything's a fan. Brother, open up your arms. God is the pivot.

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  Brother, Fans, Arms

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• 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. This is what comes of a Protestant morality, that I, as a (thank God) typical Spaniard, found unnerving.

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  Running, Believe, Night

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• Green how I want you green. Green wind. Green branches.

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  Color, Wind, Branches

  Federico García Lorca, “Romance Sonámbulo”

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• Night of Sleepless Love The night above. We two. Full moon. I started to weep, you laughed. Your scorn was a god, my laments moments and doves in a chain. The night below. We two. Crystal of pain. You wept over great distances. My ache was a clutch of agonies over your sickly heart of sand. Dawn married us on the bed, our mouths to the frozen spout of unstaunched blood. The sun came through the shuttered balcony and the coral of life opened its branches over my shrouded heart.

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  Pain, Distance, Heart

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• Seville is a tower full of fine archers.... Under the arch of the sky, across the clear plain, she shoots the constant arrow of her river.

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  Archer, Sky, Rivers

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• What you wouldn't have suspected lives & trembles in the air. Those treasures of the day you keep just out of reach. These come & go in truckloads but no one stops to see them.

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  Air, Treasure

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• Hail, mute devil! You are the most intense animal. An eternal mystic of the fleshly inferno.

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  Animal, Devil, Intense

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• Ditty of First Desire In the green morning I wanted to be a heart. A heart. And in the ripe evening I wanted to be a nightingale. A nightingale. (Soul, turn orange-colored. Soul, turn the color of love.) In the vivid morning I wanted to be myself. A heart. And at the evening's end I wanted to be my voice. A nightingale. Soul, turn orange-colored. Soul, turn the color of love.

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  Morning, Heart, Color

  Federico García Lorca, “Ditty Of First Desire”

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• What matters most has an ultimate metallic quality of death. The chasuble and the wagon wheel, the razor and the prickly beards of shepherds, the bare moon, a fly, humid cupboards, rubble piles, the images of saints covered in lace, quicklime, and the wounding edges of the rooflines and watchtowers.

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  Moon, What Matters, Quality

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• The groom is like a flower of gold. When he walks, blossoms at his feet unfold.

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  Flower, Feet, Gold

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• The world is a shoulder of dark meat (black flesh of an old mule). And the light is on the other side.

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  Dark, Light, Black

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