+ The moon hung over the planet Earth, a dead thing over a dying thing. Feraz Zeid, January 11, 2024January 11, 2024, John Fowles, Dying, Earth, Moon, 0 - John Fowles Writer
+ Love is the mystery between two people, not the identity. Feraz Zeid, June 21, 2023December 12, 2023, John Fowles, Love, 0 - John Fowles Writer
+ We all write poems; it is simply that poets are the ones who write in words. Feraz Zeid, January 11, 2024January 11, 2024, John Fowles, Poetry, Writing, 0 - John Fowles Writer
+ The ordinary man is the curse of civilization. Feraz Zeid, June 18, 2023December 12, 2023, John Fowles, Civilization, Ordinary, 0 - John Fowles Writer
+ An aphorism is a generalization, therefore not modern. Feraz Zeid, October 12, 2023December 26, 2023, John Fowles, Aphorism, Generalization, Modern, 0 - John Fowles Writer
+ Between skin and skin, there is only light. Feraz Zeid, September 25, 2023December 24, 2023, John Fowles, Light, Skins, 0 - John Fowles Writer
+ The dead live.” “How do they live?” “By love. Feraz Zeid, October 20, 2023December 26, 2023, John Fowles, 0 - John Fowles Writer
+ They looked down on her; and she looked up through them. Feraz Zeid, September 11, 2023December 26, 2023, John Fowles, God, 0 - John Fowles Writer
When a work appears to be ahead of its time, it is only the time that is behind the work. - Jean Cocteau Artist · France
Children have neither past nor future;they enjoy the present, which very few of us do. - Jean de la Bruyere Writer · France
Those who make the worst use of their time are the first to complain of its shortness. Explain - Jean de la Bruyere Writer · France
Days, months, years fly away, and irrecoverably sink in the abyss of time. Explain - Jean de la Bruyere Writer · France
Every hour in itself, as it respects us in particular, is the only one we can call our own. Explain - Jean de la Bruyere Writer · France
Before the end of Time will be the end of History. Before the end of History will be the end of Art. - Georg Wilhelm Friedrich Hegel Philosopher · Germany
Every work of art is the child of its time, often it is the mother of our emotions. - Wassily Kandinsky Painter · Russia