“There is this sense of having left And that sense of having arrived.” — Ricardo M. de Ungria Copy Share Image
“I have seen words fly out at the end of thoughts and not return. I have seen things at the end of… — Ricardo M. de Ungria Language Copy Share Image
“I have known the love and vengeance of wounded women, and the difficult book and the music that took the place of… — Ricardo M. de Ungria Books Copy Share Image
“Condemned to exhaust the beauty of its captivity, it slithers away in opposite directions at once as if to escape its venomous… — Ricardo M. de Ungria Beauty Copy Share Image
“I wanted to see how deep a hole we’d make in the heart of the water, how far can we get away… — Ricardo M. de Ungria Copy Share Image
“In his Greenwich Village apartment, Jose Garcia Villa fords his fiords of books and papers on his way to the bar of… — Ricardo M. de Ungria Angel Copy Share Image
“When these words release my hand they go away, they all go away to look for the father.” — Ricardo M. de Ungria Father Copy Share Image
