Bruno Schulz, The Street Of Crocodiles Quotes
The days hardened with cold and boredom like last year's loaves of bread. One began to cut them with blunt knives without appetite, with a lazy indifference.
Reality is as thin as paper, and betrays with all its cracks its imitative character.
They were villages forgotten in the depth of time, peopled by creatures chained forever to their tiny destinies.
