Anthony Liccione Quotes - Page 2

Money spent, will never out value spent time.

True love takes time to find, but once it's found, the rest is eternal.

Therapy to life: Eat with the wise, and drink with the fools!

As the world continually multiplies, are we in a generation where people are divided, or people are equal?

People want the here and now, rather than the there and after; as most are living in the where and what.

The pleasures of living is loving!

He asked me for a light to light his cigarette, and by reason of unaware, it is he that really gave light to me, made me realize how much alike we all are, breathing the same air, beating the same red blood, separated through some fortune and shame in the way of humanity.

It's not good to dig in the past, raise the ghost up from the grave, and have it walk with the flesh.

This I would wish, that there was no time or sleep. No more past, or future, and everything we did was good the first time, for the day. Without the need of looking back to learn from the past, and no future to hope for the better. No more tiredness, or having a need to dream, and no nightmares to fear. If there was a second time, this is how I would like to start over.

If you are reading this, be sure to count this on your blessings list.

With thousands of roads before us that lead nowhere, going in circles. There really are only two roads we will either travel, one going to heaven, or the other to hell.

It's not how many friends you can count, it's how many of those you can count on.

To ease the pain, erase the anger.

We hide our demons so good, that the angels we show, bare the shame on their faces.

Money can't buy love, but money can reprove one's care, especially when there is little to give in its efforts to help.

For your every tear, know that I'll always be here. To bare one pain we both will share, know I'll never disappear.

Rather than you smoking a cigarette, the cigarette is really smoking you.

A distant love that waits to be together, is by far the most difficult relationship. It's like lighting a candle, and adoring the long flame and robust glow. Until time sets in like wax, overflowing deeper and deeper into the wick, leaving a sparse flame struggling to live. This is where most distant relationships fade, with the wax smothering the flame. This kind of relationship takes patience, hope, unconditional love, trust and strength, all centered around God. If the flame endures to the end, and the two come together, only then will it feel as if the candle was tipped and all the wax came pouring out, when the flame is revived, long and glowing again.

I was the first face you saw when you were born, you were bald as my hair ran black. Now yours the last face I saw before I died, your hair ran black, as I was bald.

It's not the appearance that makes a man, it's the man that makes an appearance.

Everyone has their own calling, but not everyone is looking for the phone, or either they missed the call, or just not answered it.

If you put a clock in a bottle, with time it will crack,as like money, as like love, as like a beautiful mind, empty of a soul.

Life is short enough, there is nothing worth here to take your life, and those things we do gain can never be taken to our grave.

Trust, is the stone thrown into the sea, sinking deep in all its murkiness, unable to see what it once lived and believed to be a promise.

Sin is man's, last attempt to perfection.

Every hill becomes a mountain when one has to climb up it.

As day is to a sword, night is to a shield.

The best way to stay safe is, let them think your insane.

The only one that believes in you, is you. Don't lean on how others see you to find belief in yourself.

Don't let reality, get in way of your dreams.

Everyone has their own boat, it's a matter of pulling it out of the sand, and putting it in the water. But further, you can anchor the boat in fear when the storms rage, and go nowhere, let it drift aimlessly on its own or you can let God be the navigator and guide you on a journey in a way that is right for you.

The happier person is one, that acknowledges and accepts life won't get any better than this.

The flesh covers the bones, and makes the spirit naked.

Distance can make a love fade, while closeness can make hate flare; as distance can make hate fade, while closeness can make love flare.

It's the giving that makes one stronger, but sometimes the taking can make one weaker, if even vulnerable or blinding.

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.

I don't know what's worse by number in America, the vacant houses standing, or the homeless people falling into them.

The heart fools the mind, where eyes went deaf to words, that fell on blinded ears to easy to fall in love.

Silent as a flower, her face fell in dismay, aware that the ghost of lust ate and left, sensing that there was a different scent of perfume consuming the room, and that she had numbered and counted the he loves me, he loves me not of each petal, where the lifeless dust had settle.

The past, has been erased; the present, forgiven; and the future, redeemed.

We are rich in hearts, but poor with love.

There are no sides in suicide.

A friend is the wax that keeps the flame lit, an enemy is the wind that blows it out.

Worse than talking with a mouthful, is gossiping with a mouthful!

The paint is drying, and time is dying. The pain is crying, lying on my back, trying to get back the time, to brushstrokes too fast, wet went dry and love went dull; now I live in a portrait I never painted.

Some ride the bullet to vent, while some shoot the bullet to revenge.

Burning bridges behind you is understandable. It's the bridges before us that we burn, not realizing we may need to cross, that brings regret.

I know an alcoholic is the worse, but sometimes I wonder if it's better to have a drinking father that lives at home, or a drinking father, that never comes around.

Words are dead, until action brings them life.

Life is very tough and fragile at the same time, it never backs down or surrenders, but will break open to reveal its beauty and ugliness. As a evening primrose that blooms in the flooding moonlight, just before being trampled upon underfoot by the four-legged frost of the night.

Taking a life, is not worth getting life in prison.

The Sun can be your greatest gloom, or your greatest comforter, depending on how you view its shine.

The beauty on the inside, will determine the ugly on the outside.

Don't let someone keep putting out the flame God keeps re-lighting, we all have a purpose. As a wing to a bird. As wind that goes the destiny over the sea.

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

Sometimes playing stupid opens your eyes to the truth.

After the fire died down, what remained were two charred hearts, that once beat as one.

I dreamed of dying, long before my dreams have died.

What is the likelihood, of winning the lottery, then lose it all the next day when you step out your front door and get struck by lightning? Probably, very slim, but then anything is possible.

May your sleep be your death, and your wakefulness be your heaven.