“His shadow stretched out across the asphalt, a man on his way to make good an old wrong, his shadow, the dark doppelganger with stilts for legs, sliced in two by the streetcar tracks.” — Hansjorg Schertenleib Copy Share Image
“Shriveled apple cores stood side by side on the window sill, a long row of them with their seed chambers bitten open and the… — Hansjorg Schertenleib Copy Share Image
“There's a kind of knowledge that stows away in our subconscious. We don't notice it because it's practiced at staying concealed as it travels… — Hansjorg Schertenleib Copy Share Image
“His shadow stretched out across the asphalt, a man on his way to make good an old wrong, his shadow, the dark doppelganger with… — Hansjorg Schertenleib Copy Share Image
“What could be worse than another person's happiness? Not that his unhappiness would make us happy, but we need it in order to bear… — Hansjorg Schertenleib Copy Share Image
