Lorca in New York

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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. This is what comes of a Protestant morality, that I, as a (thank God) typical Spaniard, found unnerving.

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García Lorca, Federico (1932). Lecture: A Poet in New York (translated by Christopher Maurer) POET IN NEW YORK, Ferrar, Straus and Giroux. ISBN: 9780374533762. Pages 186-187

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