Quotes by Bruno Schulz, The Street of Crocodiles

Explore a curated collection of 15 quotes by Bruno Schulz, The Street of Crocodiles. Discover timeless wisdom, insightful thoughts, and memorable words that have inspired readers around the world. Browse through the gallery below and click on any quote to read more.

...."the sound of a barrel organ rising from the deepest golden vein of the day; two or three bars of a chorus, played o — Bruno Schulz, The Street of Crocodiles
Reality is as thin as paper, and betrays with all its cracks its imitative character. — Bruno Schulz, The Street of Crocodiles
They were villages forgotten in the depth of time, peopled by creatures chained forever to their tiny destinies. — Bruno Schulz, The Street of Crocodiles
After tidying up, Adela would plunge the rooms into semidarkness by drawing down the linen blinds. All colors immediatel — Bruno Schulz, The Street of Crocodiles
The room was dark and velvety from the royal blue wallpaper with its gold pattern, but even here the echo of the flaming — Bruno Schulz, The Street of Crocodiles
There open up, deep inside a city, reflected streets, streets which are double, make-believe streets. One's imagination, — Bruno Schulz, The Street of Crocodiles
On those luminous mornings Adela returned from the market, like Pomona emerging from the flames of day, spilling from he — Bruno Schulz, The Street of Crocodiles
The cashier had long since left for home. By now she was probably bustling by an unmade bed that was waiting in her smal — Bruno Schulz, The Street of Crocodiles
Groping blindly in the darkness, he sank between the white mounds of cool feathers and slept as he fell, across the bed — Bruno Schulz, The Street of Crocodiles
Animals! the object of insatiable interest, examples of the riddle of life, created, as it were, to reveal the human bei — Bruno Schulz, The Street of Crocodiles
Nimrod began to understand that what he was experiencing was, in spite of its appearance of novelty, something which had — Bruno Schulz, The Street of Crocodiles
On Saturday afternoons I used to go for a walk with my mother. From the dusk of the hallway, we stepped at once into the — Bruno Schulz, The Street of Crocodiles
It was difficult to anticipate—in these monsters with enormous, fantastic beaks which they opened wide immediately after — Bruno Schulz, The Street of Crocodiles
Now the windows, blinded by the glare of the empty square, had fallen asleep. The balconies declared their emptiness to — Bruno Schulz, The Street of Crocodiles
The days hardened with cold and boredom like last year's loaves of bread. One began to cut them with blunt knives withou — Bruno Schulz, The Street of Crocodiles