In Spain, the dead are more alive than the dead of any other country in the world.
Meaning of the quote
In Spain, people remember and honor their loved ones who have passed away more than in most other places. Even though they are gone, the dead are still very much a part of life in Spain. This reflects the Spanish culture's deep respect and connection to those who have died.
About Federico Garcia Lorca
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