Federico Garcia Lorca

Spanish poet and playwright

Modern influential 130 sayings

Sayings by Federico Garcia Lorca

The day that I can no longer love, I will die.

1927 — Letter to Jorge Guillén
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There are wounds that bleed in the soul, not in the body.

1934 — Play 'Yerma'
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The most important thing for a writer is to feel, not to think.

1930s — Conversation with friends, documented by others
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The theater is a school of tears and laughter, and a free forum where man can question old or erroneous norms and explain with living examples the eternal laws of the heart and the feelings of man.

1935 — Speech 'The Little Theater of the Grenadine Baroque'
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The poet must be a teacher, a guide, a prophet.

1930s — Undetermined, attributed
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My heart has a wound of five corners.

1928 — Poem 'La Casada Infiel'
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The silence is so great that it seems as if the world has died.

1936 — Play 'The House of Bernarda Alba'
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I hate the man who doesn't risk his life for what he believes in.

1930s — Undetermined, attributed
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To be born is a matter of luck; to die, a matter of destiny.

N/A — Undetermined, attributed
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The only thing that matters is love.

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I sing of the dark horse that gallops through the night.

1927 — Poem 'Canción de jinete'
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The most dangerous animal is the one that has been tamed.

N/A — Undetermined, attributed
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The poet is a small god.

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I want to be a poet, not a man.

1920 — Letter to Emilia Llanos
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The moment you realize you are not worthy of love, you die.

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Every step you take on earth is a step closer to your grave.

N/A — Undetermined, attributed
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The poem is a wound that sings.

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I want to sleep the sleep of the just, and the sleep of the unjust.

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The only way to escape the abyss is to look at it, measure it, sound it and then go a step farther.

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My childhood is a garden of wonders, a garden of delights, a garden of sadness.

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