“I did not know then where that river was headed, where that frenzied race would end, but something was calling me to go with it, saying that I too had to throw myself into those raging waters and lose myself, that only in that torrent, always on the move, would I find some peace. but I did not dare jump, I was always a coward. I would go as far as the riverbank, where the currents where roaring my name; another step, and the whirling waters would swallow me. ” - Reinaldo Arenas, Before Night Falls