As we manipulate everyday words, we forget that they are fragments of ancient and eternal stories, that we are building our houses… — Bruno Schulz Ancient Copy Share Image
“It is part of my existence to be the parasite of metaphors, so easily am I carried away by the first simile… — Bruno Schulz Life Copy Share Image
“Was he happy? One would ask that question in vain. A question like this makes sense only when applied to creatures who… — Bruno Schulz Happiness Copy Share Image
Even in the depths of sleep, in which he had to satisfy his need for protection and love by curling himself up… — Bruno Schulz Copy Share Image
Could it be that time is too narrow for all events? Could it happen that all the seats within time might have… — Bruno Schulz Events Copy Share Image
“I did not have enough courage to go round to the back of the villa. I should certainly have been noticed by… — Bruno Schulz Copy Share Image
“He was a dog, without a shadow of a doubt. But in human form. The quality of doggishness is an inner quality… — Bruno Schulz Dog Copy Share Image
“Groping blindly in the darkness, he sank between the white mounds of cool feathers and slept as he fell, across the bed… — Bruno Schulz Darkness Copy Share Image
There are things than cannot ever occur with any precision. They are too big and too magnificent to be contained in mere… — Bruno Schulz Copy Share Image
“The crowd laughs at the parody. Weep, ladies, over your own fate, when you see the misery of imprisoned matter, of tortured… — Bruno Schulz Comedy Copy Share Image
“I harbored in my mind a sort of utopia about ‘an age of genius’ that supposedly existed in my life once upon… — Bruno Schulz Psychology Copy Share Image
“Should I tell you that my room is walled up?...In what way might I leave it? Here is how: Goodwill knows no… — Bruno Schulz Children Copy Share Image
“It was difficult to anticipate—in these monsters with enormous, fantastic beaks which they opened wide immediately after birth, hissing greedily to show… — Bruno Schulz Birds Copy Share Image
“A művészi tevékenység nem más, mint kész tételek dedukciója. A művészek később már semmi újat nem fedeznek fel, csak a kezdetben gondjaikra… — Bruno Schulz Copy Share Image
“After tidying up, Adela would plunge the rooms into semidarkness by drawing down the linen blinds. All colors immediately fell an octave… — Bruno Schulz Copy Share Image
“The horse was panting, hanging its head. I hugged its head to my breast and saw that there were tears in its… — Bruno Schulz Copy Share Image
