What did John Lennon mean by: The magic of the music seems to light the way. - John Lennon Musician · England Copy
+ Nobody loves you when you’re down and out. Feraz Zeid, June 29, 2023December 12, 2023, John Lennon, Love You, 0 - John Lennon Musician · England
+ I don’t want to be king, I want to be real. Feraz Zeid, October 6, 2023December 26, 2023, John Lennon, Kings, 0 - John Lennon Musician · England
+ Nothing really affected me until Elvis. Feraz Zeid, July 31, 2023December 12, 2023, John Lennon, Affected, Affection, 0 - John Lennon Musician · England
+ Millions of mind guerrillas, raising the spirit of peace and love, not war. Explain Feraz Zeid, January 12, 2024January 12, 2024, John Lennon, Love, Mind, War, 0 - John Lennon Musician · England
+ How can you talk about power to the people unless you realise the people is both sexes. Explain Feraz Zeid, January 11, 2024January 15, 2024, John Lennon, Realising, Sex, 0 - John Lennon Musician · England
+ A Conspiracy of silence speaks louder than words. Feraz Zeid, August 5, 2023December 12, 2023, John Lennon, Conspiracy, Silence, Speak, 0 - John Lennon Musician · England
+ If everyone demanded peace instead of another television set, then there’d be peace. Feraz Zeid, January 1, 2023January 10, 2024, John Lennon, Consumerism, Television, 0 - John Lennon Musician · England
+ Imagine there’s no varmints. It isn’t hard to do. Feraz Zeid, October 9, 2023December 26, 2023, John Lennon, Hard, Imagine, 0 - John Lennon Musician · England
You can’t make an architect. But you can open the doors and windows toward the light as you see it. - Frank Lloyd Wright Architect · USA
Art is a magic which makes the hours melt away and even days dissolve into seconds - Leonora Carrington Painter · United Kingdom
Conjuring is a profession in which no one errs through excess of modesty. - Jean Eugene Robert-Houdin Magician · France
Gray hairs seem to my fancy like the soft light of the moon, silvering over the evening of life. - Jean Paul Writer · Germany
My death, taking the light from my eyes, gives back to the day the purity which they soiled. - Jean Racine Playwright · France
