Favorites Quote's
Author
Topic's
Blog
In Our Eyes The Roads Are Endless. Two Are Crossroads Of The Shadow.
-Federico Garcia Lorca
Please Wait....
Translating....
Select Image
Download as Image
English
Spanish
French
German
Hindi
Chinese
In Our Eyes The Roads Are Endless.
Federico Garcia Lorca
In Our Eyes The Roads Are Endless. Two Are Crossroads Of The Shadow.
Views: 11
Topic
Eye
Two
Shadow
More From Federico Garcia Lorca
Death Laid Its Eggs In The Wound
Eggs
Wounds
In The Garden I Will Die. In The Rosebush They Will Kill Me.
Death
Garden
Dying
The Terrible, Cold, Cruel Part Is Wall Street. Rivers Of Gold Flow There From All Over The Earth, And Death Comes With It. There, As Nowhere Else, You Feel A Total Absence Of The Spirit: Herds Of Men Who Cannot Count Past Three, Herds More Who Cannot Get Past Six, Scorn For Pure Science And Demoniacal Respect For The Present. And 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.
Running
Wall
Believe
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.
Confused
Mean
Men
There Is Nothing More Poetic And Terrible Than The Skyscrapers' Battle With The Heavens That Cover Them. Snow, Rain, And Mist Highlight, Drench, Or Conceal The Vast Towers, But Those Towers, Hostile To Mystery And Blind To Any Sort Of Play, Shear Off The Rain's Tresses And Shine Their Three Thousand Swords Through The Soft Swan Of The Fog.
Rain
Swans
Fog
Trending Author
Roger Babson
Marina And The Diamonds
Julius Caesar
Thomas B. Macaulay
Woody Harrelson
Philip Gibbs
Category
Information