Quotes by Anthony Liccione

The new dumb, is now wisdom.

We are soon approaching a refined holiday, Merry Mas, where Christ will be taken out of its context.

The rich eat life, the poor eat death; so what is the problem they ask?

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

You may not be able to change the world for the better, but the world is able to change you for the worst, dont give them the rock you stand on.

Find strength in your heartbeat, than weakness with a beat heart. Take each breath as another chance, and love for a new day.

The thought is just as strong as the consequence.

We shall become, or we shall overcome.

The American flag doesnt give her glory on a peaceful, calm day. Its when the winds pick up and become boisterous, do we see her strength. When she unfolds her hand, and shows her frayed fingers, where we see the stretch of red-blood lines of man that fought for this land. The purity of white stripes that strips our sins, and the stars of Abrahams covenant, broad in a midnight blue sky. The rights our forefathers established. As it waves high in the currents of freedom, where the Torch of Liberty shines over the sea, does she give meaning to unity. When we strive as one nation, or when it drops half-mast, to a fallen soldier.

Keep me heaven my soul has holes, leaking good morals, I once had control over dark matters of the world, give me courage and strength for my Lord, and sew the holes that hold you near. Keep me heaven my soul has holes.

Unconditional love, is love, regardless anything; attainable or impossible.

Fear   Only  Constraints  Undeveloped                       Strength                      where your eyes look to within,                      is what your heart will believe.

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

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

Rather blessings, after counting my misfortunes, I realized how the more blessed I am.

We watch the sky, we watch it alive and we watch it die, looking for signs. We live like wind, with hope in wings that we will get there, never sooner or never later, but at a right time.

Dont 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.

One can talk good and shower down roses, but its the receiver that has to walk through the thorns, and all its false expectations.

Nothing is in the middle of somewhere, surrounded by everything, where everyone is someplace, and still lacking the someone, I need most.

To express open creativity, you first need to create your own space of seclusion.