“The city reveals itself as a set of cells, a hundred thousand windows, some darkened and some flooded with green or white or golden light. Inside, strangers swim to and fro, attending to the business of their private hours. You… — Olivia Laing Copy Share Image
“If there appeared a stranger to you bending down for a kiss unexpectedly would you walk without clothes out of the mirror’s view to discover if it is you who are the true stranger you promised yourself to. Does your… — Landis Everson Copy Share Image
