Lifelessness is only a disguise behind which hide unknown forms of life. — Bruno Schulz Behinds Copy Share Image
Reality is as thin as paper and betrays with all its cracks its imitative character. — Bruno Schulz Betray Copy Share Image
This enraged the other Nazi so much that the next morning he came to our house and he shot my father. — Bruno Schulz Enraged Copy Share Image
My ideal goal is to "mature" into childhood. That would be genuine maturity. — Bruno Schulz Aging Copy Share Image
“After a brief moment of splendour, the whole enterprise too a sad turn.” — Bruno Schulz Brevity Copy Share Image
One thing must be avoided at all costs: narrow-mindedness, pedantry, dull pettiness. — Bruno Schulz Avoided Copy Share Image
Under the imaginary table that separates me from my readers, don’t we secretly clasp each other’s hands? — Bruno Schulz Books Copy Share Image
Yet what is to be done with events that have no place of their own in time; events that have occurred too… — Bruno Schulz Air Copy Share Image
So, it comes to pass that, when we pursue an inquiry beyond a certain depth, we step out of the field of… — Bruno Schulz Categories Copy Share Image
“there is no dead matter," he taught us, "lifelessness is only a disguise behind which hide unknown forms of life. The range… — Bruno Schulz Life Copy Share Image
“The room was dark and velvety from the royal blue wallpaper with its gold pattern, but even here the echo of the… — Bruno Schulz Light Copy Share Image
“It is strange how interiors reflect their dark turbulent past, how in their stillness bygone history tries to be reenacted, how the… — Bruno Schulz History Copy Share Image
Theses officers were good friends, so it must have been a terrible argument, because the one who played chess with my father… — Bruno Schulz Angry Copy Share Image
“His unlived life worried him, tortured him, turning round and round inside him like an animal in a cage. In Dodo's body,… — Bruno Schulz Death Copy Share Image
Now the windows, blinded by the glare of the empty square, had fallen asleep. The balconies declared their emptiness to heaven; the… — Bruno Schulz Balconies Copy Share Image
“The cashier had long since left for home. By now she was probably bustling by an unmade bed that was waiting in… — Bruno Schulz Complicated world Copy Share Image
“For ordinary books are like meteors. Each of them has only one moment, a moment when it soars screaming like the phoenix,… — Bruno Schulz Books Copy Share Image
“A piactéren álló ház első emeleti lakásán nap mint nap végigvonult az egész hatalmas nyár: rezgő léglombikok csöndje, forró álmukat alvó fényes… — Bruno Schulz Mint 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 Anticipated 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
“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
“I lead a life much below my level. Beyond the books, which trickle in slowly (I have to read what I can… — Bruno Schulz Books Copy Share Image
“Can you understand,' asked my father, 'the deep meaning of that weakness, that passion for colored tissue, for papier-mache, for distemper, for… — Bruno Schulz Matter Copy Share Image
“On those luminous mornings Adela returned from the market, like Pomona emerging from the flames of day, spilling from her basket the… — Bruno Schulz Apricots Copy Share Image
“Nimrod began to understand that what he was experiencing was, in spite of its appearance of novelty, something which had existed before–many… — Bruno Schulz Dogs 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 Mint Copy Share Image
“On that night the sky laid bare its internal construction in many sections which, like quasi-anatomical exhibits, showed the spirals and whorls… — Bruno Schulz Darkness Copy Share Image
How can one not succumb and allow one's courage to fail when everything is shut tight, when all meaningful things are walled… — Bruno Schulz Bricks Copy Share Image
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
Even in the depths of sleep, in which he had to satisfy his need for protection and love by curling himself up… — Bruno Schulz And love 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
“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
“The horse was panting, hanging its head. I hugged its head to my breast and saw that there were tears in its… — Bruno Schulz Horse Said Copy Share Image
And one's wandering proved as sterile and pointless as the excitement produced by a close study of pornographic albums. — Bruno Schulz Albums Copy Share Image
The days hardened with cold and boredom like last year's loaves of bread. One began to cut them with blunt knives without… — Bruno Schulz Appetite Copy Share Image
In our town there was a Gestapo officer who loved to play chess. After the occupation began, he found out that my… — Bruno Schulz Chess Copy Share Image
…"the sound of a barrel organ rising from the deepest golden vein of the day; two or three bars of a chorus,… — Bruno Schulz Barrels Copy Share Image
