My God, I have come with the seeds of questions. I planted them, and they never flowered. — Federico García Lorca
Everyone understands the pain that accompanies death, but genuine pain doesn’t live — Federico García Lorca
Today in my heart a vague trembling of stars and all roses are as white as my pain. — Federico García Lorca
The dancer’s trembling heart must bring everything into harmony, from the tips — Federico García Lorca
Love is the kiss in the quiet nest while the leaves are trembling, mirrored in the water. — Federico García Lorca
Devoutly the teachers point out huge fumigated domes; but beneath the statues — Federico García Lorca
My head is full of fire and grief and my tongue runs wild, pierced with shards of glass. — Federico García Lorca
The groom is like a flower of gold. When he walks, blossoms at his feet unfold. — Federico García Lorca
… the gitano is the most distinguished, profound and aristocratic element in my — Federico García Lorca