Rafael Ucha

“There is nothing to writing. All you do is sit down at a typewriter and bleed.”
― Ernest Hemingway

“...and the night was comfortably warm as the soft filtered light continued to push the darkness into the shadows as they held each other and kissed and pushed each others darkness into the corner, believing in each others light, each others dream.”
― Hubert Selby Jr., Requiem for a Dream

“They're in love. Fuck the war.”
― Thomas Pynchon, Gravity's Rainbow

“He wishes he had never entered the funhouse. But he has. Then he wishes he were dead. But he's not. Therefore he will construct funhouses for others and be their secret operator -- though he would rather be among the lovers for whom funhouses are designed.”
― John Barth, Lost in the Funhouse