Federico Garcia Lorca Quotes

Sometimes I wonder where I am from. I am either way ahead or I come from another world. I don't recognise this world.

I don't know what 'home' or 'abroad' is any more.

I don't recognize my former self. Like I'm on the outside looking in at my life. Who is that guy?

I stand on the end platform of the tram and am completely unsure of my footing in this world, in this town, in my family. Not even casually could I indicate any claims that I might rightly advance in any direction. I have not even any defense to offer for standing on this platform, holding on to this strap, letting myself be carried along by this tram, nor for the people who give way to the tram or walk quietly along or stand gazing into shop windows. Nobody asks me to put up a defense, indeed, but that is irrelevant.

Do you ever have the feeling you're a tourist on earth?

Modern man has both feet firmly planted in mid-air

You described the feeling you’d always had of being misplaced, of always standing to one side of yourself, of watching yourself in the world even as you were being in the world, and wondering if this was how everyone felt. That you always believed that other people had a clearer idea of what they were doing, and didn’t worry quite so much about why.

I find myself regarding existence as though from beyond the tomb, from another world; all is strange to me; I am, as it were, outside my own body and individuality; I am depersonalized, detached, cut adrift. Is this madness?

Right now everything looks so strange to me, as if I don't belong here. It's me that's out of place. And the worst thing is that I feel there's somewhere I do belong, but I just can't find it.

I feel completely detached from any country, any group. I am a metaphysically displaced person

My very existence, my life in the world, seemed like a hallucination. A strong wind would make me think my body was about to be blown to the end of the earth, to some land I had never seen or heard of, where my mind and body would separate forever. “Hold tight,” I would tell myself, but there was nothing for me to hold on to.

All of a sudden I didn't fit in anywhere. Not at school, not at home...and every time I turned around, another person I'd known forever felt like a stranger to me. Even I felt like a stranger to me.

I’m living in separate universes, and I have no idea where I actually belong.

I'm tired and nervous and I'm in America. Here you don't know that you live.

I have always felt a little homeless. It's a strange thing.

I'd always somehow felt slightly as if I'd been born in the wrong country.

Most of my films seem to be about people bewildered by the world around them, who don't fit into it and are trying to understand it.

To live is to feel oneself lost.

I even found it difficult to watch myself playing on TV because I couldn't identify with the person on the screen. I couldn't get to grips with it. It was as if it was all happening to someone else.

I didn't know what country I represented anymore.

I've often felt I don't belong quite wherever I am.

I don't feel that I belong anywhere. Or rather, if there's a place I belong, I don't feel I'm there.

I'm not even sure that I want to go back... The Zimbabwe that I really loved, the Zimbabwe that I grew up in, just isn't there anymore, and I'm not sure about the country that has replaced it.

Growing up, I never really felt like anything was my own. I moved a lot, and I never belonged anywhere.

I've very aware of my rootlessness.