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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| dcc5a22 | Only a single bird is singing. | Federico García Lorca | ||
| e1e2dcb | Amor. Amar. Amor. De la boniga con el sol, del sol con la vaca muerta y el escarabajo con el sol. | Federico García Lorca | ||
| f416836 | l. l 'ryd 'n 'r~ dmah! fm mn k's yHtwyh, wl mn snwnw yshrbh, wl mn Saq`@ nwrin tbrWdh, m mn 'Gny@ wl fyDn znbq, wl mn blWwr yufDWiSahu. | Federico García Lorca | ||
| 2c6b7d7 | l tHmly dhkrk. d`yh wHyd@ fy Sdry. rt`sh lkrz 'byD, fy `dhb knwn lthny. yfSlny `n l'mwt , jdr 'Hlm shny`@ . '`Ty Hzn znbq brd, lqlb mn jS. Twl llyl , tshr `yny fy lbstn, mthl klbyn kbyryn. Twl llyl, 'Trd sfrjl lsm. ykwn lhw 'Hynan, khzm~ mn khwf, nh khzm~ mryD@, fy lSbH lshty'y. jdr mn 'Hlm shny`@ , yfSlny `n lmwt. yksw lDbb bSmt, lwdy lrmdy ljsdk. fy Zl jsr lqy'n, ynmw lshwkrn lsm lan. | Federico García Lorca | ||
| 5fb066f | Agua,donde vas? Riyendo voy por el rio a las orillas del mar. Mar,adonde vas? Rio arriba voy buscando fuente donde descansar. Chopo, y tu,que haras? No quiero decirte nada. Yo,temblar! | Federico García Lorca | ||
| 8509f2e | Madrigals" 1 Like concentric ripples over the water, so in my heart your words. Like a bird that strikes against the wind, so on my lips your kisses. Like exposed fountains opposing the evening, so my dark eyes over your flesh. 2 I am caught in your circles, concentric. Like Saturn I wear the rings of my dream. | Federico García Lorca | ||
| bf122fb | Duerme, vuela, reposa: !Tambien se muere el mar! | dreams life poetry | Federico García Lorca | |
| df0b536 | La nostalgia terrible de una vida perdida, el fatal sentimiento de haber nacido tarde, o la ilusion inquieta de un manana imposible con la inquietud cercana del dolor de la carne. | Federico García Lorca | ||
| 3a4192b | You tormented | love | Federico García Lorca | |
| 408c4bf | And my heart opened like a flower under sky, | dreams poetry | Federico García Lorca | |
| 6f3bbd4 | wmdm tw yn chr dyfry khh tslym nshm. mydwny zmwn tslymshdnm khiyh ? hr wqt srmw byh dsml bstn ... hr wqt dstm jwry bsth mwnd khh w nshh ... tw tbwt. | Federico García Lorca | ||
| a720e21 | z yn dstyy khh nmytwnm zshwn wsh yh chyzy khr bkhshm khh bh drd khwdm bkhwrh khsth shdm. mn zkhmym, zkhmy w tHqyr shdh Ht psttr z khkhy khh mybynm twsh gndm nysh khshydh, chshmhh z ab ddn dst wrnmydrn, brhh Sdh brh awrdn w sgh twlh psndkhtn hmhy dh zd w wldshw, khwchwlwhy mlwsi chrtlwshw nshwnm mydh dr Hly khh mn, jyy khh byst dhn bchhhmw Hs khnm Drbhy chkhsh nwshjwn mykhnm. "trjmh Hmd shmlw" | Federico García Lorca | ||
| 47522d8 | khwan : glwm pr z tlkhyh. yrm : mn tw stkhwnm. "trjmh Hmd shmlw" | Federico García Lorca | ||
| 5ddfcdc | The dawn comes and no one receives it in his mouth, for there no morn or hope is possible. | money | Federico García Lorca | |
| 43f2800 | Like a snake, my heart has shed its skin. I hold it there in my hand, full of honey and wounds. | poetry | Federico García Lorca | |
| 5a0fb9d | Today in my heart a vague trembling of stars, but my way is lost in the soul of the mist. Light lops my wings. | Federico García Lorca | ||
| ae0cc34 | Hullo, commandant,' I said, 'how's the General?' 'Which general?' he asked with a shy grin. 'Surely in the Caodaist faith,' I said, 'all generals are reconciled. | Graham Greene | ||
| 6254d14 | What did the truth matter? All characters once dead, if they continue to exist in memory at all, tend to become fictions. | Graham Greene | ||
| f59969c | You can be certain of what you've done, you can judge death, but to save a man - that takes more than six years of training, and in the end you can never be quite sure that it was you who saved him. | Graham Greene | ||
| 412a971 | If they think you admire them, they will admire you because of your good taste, and when they admire you, you have an illusion for a moment that there's something to admire. All my life I've tried to live that illusion. | Graham Greene | ||
| e49975c | The soap-box orators talked in the bitter cold at Marble Arch with their mackintoshes turned up around their Adam's apples, and all down the road the cad cars waited for the right easy girls, and the cheap prostitutes sat hopelessly in the shadows, and the blackmailers kept an eye open on the grass where the deeds of darkness were quietly and unsatisfactorily accomplished. | Graham Greene | ||
| de0a103 | On pouvait etre a court de nourriture dans le pays, il y avait toujours de la couleur. | Graham Greene | ||
| 59fde97 | From eight-thirty in the morning until eleven he dealt with a case of petty larceny; there were six witnesses to examine, and he didn't believe a word that any of them said. In European cases there are words one believes and words one distrusts: it is possible to draw a speculative line between the truth and the lies; at least the cui bono principle to some extent operates, and it is usually safe to assume, if the accusation is theft and th.. | Graham Greene | ||
| fa74b1d | I won't go to Mrs Henne-Falcon's party. I swear on the Bible I won't." Now surely all would be well, he thought. God would not allow him to break so solemn an oath. He would show him a way. There was all the morning before him and all the afternoon until four o'clock. No need to worry when the grass was still crisp with the early frost. Anything might happen. He might cut himself or break his leg or really catch a bad cold. God would manage.. | Graham Greene | ||
| becebf8 | Why do I love this place so much? Is it because here human nature hasn't time to disguise itself? Nobody here could talk about a heaven on earth. Heaven remained rigidly in its proper place on the other side of death, and on this side flourished the injustices, the cruelties, the meanness that elsewhere people so cleverly hushed up | Graham Greene | ||
| f456e81 | But we do not love people for what they do for us. Love happens to us; it isn't created. | Graham Greene | ||
| 5c80dc7 | Navliazokha v noviia kvartal Vedado, zastroen s niski kremavobeli k'shchi -- sobstvenost na bogatashi. Na kolkoto po-malko etazhi beshe k'shchata, tolkova po-bogat be obitateliat i. Samo edin milioner mozheshe da si pozvoli da postroi bungalo v'rkhu ploshch na tsial nebost'rgach. | lifestyle rich-men | Graham Greene | |
| 806ec0a | She got up and he saw the skin of her thigh for a moment above the artificial silk, and a prick of sexual desire disturbed him like a sickness. That was what happened to a man in the end: the stuffy room, the wakeful children, the Saturday night movements from the other bed. Was there no escape--anywhere--for anyone? It was worth murdering a world. | nihilism | Graham Greene | |
| cd3f6bc | A black boy brought Wilson's gin and he sipped it very slowly because he had nothing else to do except to return to his hot and squalid room and read a novel - or a poem. Wilson liked poetry, but he absorbed it secretly, like a drug. The Golden Treasury accompanied him wherever he went, but it was taken at night in small doses - a finger of Longfellow, Macaulay, Mangan: 'Go on to tell how, with genius wasted, Betrayed in friendship, befoole.. | mustache poetry reading | Graham Greene | |
| ed275e8 | The thought of retirement set his nerves twitching and straining: he always prayed that death would come first. | Graham Greene | ||
| e4024cd | If a writer has to find a rhythm if his novel is to come 'right', a rhythm which he may well discover in the rhythm of an individual sentence, then likewise a reader has to find a corresponding rhythm in his reading, which may equally well be discovered in responding to local effect. The intimacy of this relationship between writer and reader is well caught in a recent observation made by Graham Greene, 'Novels should always have, if not du.. | Ian Gregor | ||
| fa7b1e3 | He had received already a larger dose of life than he had bargained for, and he was scared. | Graham Greene | ||
| 5b91650 | I don't care a damn about men who are loyal to the people who pay them, to organizations... I don't think even my country means all that much. There are many countries in our blood, aren't there, but only one person. Would the world be in the mess it is if we were loyal to love and not to countries? | Graham Greene | ||
| 06d0f11 | They can print statistics and count the populations in hundreds of thousands, but to each man a city consists of no more than a few streets, a few houses, a few people. Remove those few and a city exists no longer except as a pain in the memory, like the pain of an amputated leg no longer there. | Graham Greene | ||
| a330374 | You are lovely, brilliant, witty...the incredible words which would relieve her of any need to repay him or refuse his gifts; loveliness and wit were priced higher than any gift he offered, while if a girl were loved, even old women of hard experience would admit her right to take and never give. | Graham Greene | ||
| e823b79 | She wasn't religious. She didn't believe in heaven or hell, only in ghosts, Ouija boards, tables which rapped and little inept voices speaking plaintively of flowers | paranormal-activity spirituality | Graham Greene | |
| b3b34b3 | But she wouldn't pray, she took what comfort and credit she could for not praying; it wasn't that one disbelieved in prayer; one never lost all one's belief in magic. It was that she preferred to plan, it was fairer, it wasn't loading the dice. | comfort magic planning prayer religion secularism | Graham Greene | |
| 483f508 | You kill a man - that is so easy,' Dr Hasselbacher said, 'it needs no skill. You can be certain of what you've done, you can judge death, but to save a man - that takes more than six years of training, and in the end you can never be quite sure that it was you who saved him. Germs are killed by other germs. People just survive. | Graham Greene | ||
| b0a43ed | The truth, he thought, has never been of any real value to any human being- it is a symbol for mathematicians and philosophers to pursue. I human relations kindness and lies are worth a thousand truths. | lies mathematics philosophy truth | Graham Greene | |
| 35f8f29 | Then his friend said, 'If you fly you will save a day.' He nodded, he agreed, he would sacrifice his ticket, he would save a day. I ask you what does a day saved matter to him or to you? A day saved from what? for what? Instead of spending the day traveling, you will see your friend a day earlier, but you cannot stay indefinitely, you will travel home twenty-four hours sooner, that is all. But you will fly home and again save a day? Save .. | time travel | Graham Greene | |
| 5222ef4 | You talk too easily,' the Boy said. 'Talk?' Mr Prewitt said. 'I could shake the world. Let them put me in the dock if they like. I'll give them--revelation. I've sunk so deep I carry--' he was shaken by an enormous windy self-esteem--he hiccupped twice--'the secrets of the sewer. | Graham Greene | ||
| 49679d8 | I don't believe anyone who says love, love, love. It means self, self, self. | self selfisness | Graham Greene | |
| 3eccf9c | There are mystics who are said to have experienced God directly. He was a mystic,too,and what he had experienced was vacancy-a complete certainty in the existence of a dying, cooling world, of human beings who had evolved from animals for no prose at all. He knew. | Graham Greene | ||
| 9bac2a1 | Quizas haya un profeta tambien junto al juez en esos tribunales donde se toman nuestras verdaderas decisiones. | Graham Greene |