Bruno Schulz Quotes

The days hardened with cold and boredom like last year's loaves of bread. One began to cut them with...

Now the windows, blinded by the glare of the empty square, had fallen asleep. The balconies declared...

On those luminous mornings Adela returned from the market, like Pomona emerging from the flames of d...

Animals! the object of insatiable interest, examples of the riddle of life, created, as it were, to ...

The room was dark and velvety from the royal blue wallpaper with its gold pattern, but even here the...

...."the sound of a barrel organ rising from the deepest golden vein of the day; two or three bars o...

They were villages forgotten in the depth of time, peopled by creatures chained forever to their tin...

After tidying up, Adela would plunge the rooms into semidarkness by drawing down the linen blinds. A...

Homicide is not a sin. It is sometimes a necessary violence on resistant and ossified forms of exist...

They do not discover anything new after that, they only learn how to understand better and better th...

The feeling of loathing had as yet no permanence or strength in the dog’s soul. The newly awakened j...

The books we read in childhood don't exist anymore; they sailed off with the wind, leaving bare skel...

And then as the knives and forks began to clank softly above the white tablecloths, the violins woul...

On Saturday afternoons I used to go for a walk with my mother. From the dusk of the hallway, we step...

There open up, deep inside a city, reflected streets, streets which are double, make-believe streets...

Reality is as thin as paper, and betrays with all its cracks its imitative character.

The cashier had long since left for home. By now she was probably bustling by an unmade bed that was...

Nimrod began to understand that what he was experiencing was, in spite of its appearance of novelty,...

It was difficult to anticipate—in these monsters with enormous, fantastic beaks which they opened wi...

Groping blindly in the darkness, he sank between the white mounds of cool feathers and slept as he f...