Anthony Liccione Quotes - Page 6

A small world where people know each other, and still so deep, able to get lost.

People are laughing at me today for having holes in my pockets, and ink blood on my fingers-
a thirty-something old writer, who strangles words from dictionaries, and feeds on the decay of poetry.

The thing I miss most from home, is having a home.

If coffee were like dreams, then I would be wired in constant bliss, never needing sleep to live out my dreams.

Everything begins with failing. If you stop to fail, then your failing to stop, to try and try again, and bring success.

The dog leash was still tied tight around the oak tree in the back, stretched worn and limp across the green grass as if trying to escape to freedom; and he buried his wife without a tombstone. Where before, she sat most times in his home, licking her wounds.

Death moved in the night, in search for blood, and when it found Life, it passed on by, like a cloud that moves by the face of the moon. When he found those dead without the red, he took the life before them born first, and the mourning emptied itself till the morning.

They say to think within the box, but it's funny how those in the box never go anywhere, where those outside it, get to see the world.

I wish I had more breaks in life, rather than life breaking me.

Nothing won't change, until the choice is placed first. And until when choice is given a chance.

Fear, is a horrible place to live in, and much worse die in.

It's useless to paint a closed door, in order to change its color. The door needs to be open for both sides to change as same.

There are four kinds of people to avoid in the world: the assholes, the asswipes, the ass-kissers, and those that just will shit all over you.

There are people that will settle for nothing, people that will fight for something, and those that are fooled striving to have everything.

Death takes in many people, but still lives alone.

Real friends, are really hard to come by.

There will always be haters. And the more you grow the more they hate; the more they hate the more you grow.

Two people pass each other. As one looks upon the other's skin color, the other is looking back at their appearance. Both justifying, how better and righteous they are, in their own insecurities.

People like to cry over spilled milk, but I cry every time I spill my coffee.

God will find a way, no matter what people will say.