We all know that time, this undisciplined element, holds itself within bounds but precariously, thanks to unceasing cultivation, meticulous care, and a continuous regulation and correction of tis excesses. Free of this vigilance, it immediately begins to do tricks, run wild, play irresponsible practical jokes, and indulge in crazy clowning. The incongruity of our private times becomes evident.
--Bruno Schulz
3 comments:
What think you of the Schulz so far?
It is a shame he died before he could write more.
...and much was lost--there's a lost novel, I believe, among quite a few stories and letters.
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