An event may be small and insignificant in its origin, and yet, when drawn close to one’s eye, it may open in its centre an infinite and radiant perspective because a higher order of being is trying to express itself in it and irradiates it violently.

I read Bruno Schulz’s short story, “Sanatorium Under The Sign Of The Hourglass.” Great dark surrealism. I need to watch the Has and Quay movies again now that I have. Great stuff.