In Spain, the dead are more alive than the dead of any other country in the world.
From Federico Garcia Lorca
As I have not worried to be born, I do not worry to die.
The two elements the traveler first captures in the big city are extra human architecture and furious rhythm. Geometry and anguish.
There is nothing more poetic and terrible than the skyscrapers' battle with the heavens that cover them.
To see you naked is to recall the Earth.
Not for a moment, beautiful aged Walt Whitman, have I failed to see your beard full of butterflies.
Besides black art, there is only automation and mechanization.
The only things that the United States has given to the world are skyscrapers, jazz, and cocktails. That is all. And in Cuba, in our America, they make much better cocktails.
Green how I want you green. Green wind. Green branches.
With their souls of patent leather, they come down the road. Hunched and nocturnal, where they breathe they impose, silence of dark rubber, and fear of fine sand.
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