Quotes by Anthony Liccione

Its 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.

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.

All the beaches of the world, could never amount to, nor implore the one grain of sand that I stand on, which is your love.

Dont try to be the missing key in my life, and I wont be the unmatched lock, that doesnt let you in.

A circle of friends, doesnt always keep perfect relationships.

You cant lift a relationship up if you keep walking over the other persons mistakes.

A cynical modification of letting go doesnt bring forgiveness, its when, once you forgive, will you be able to let go.

Sometimes you have to risk life, in order to live, and gamble death, to sacrifice life.

The mint from your breath, the milk from your breast, the best of your mind, now in its worst state of condition. From the womb to the tomb, as a mild flower, you break your petals upon blossom, and seize death openly. Leaving your fragrance to spin and dance, one last time before being blown away.

At the edge you will always remember me, at the edge you will last be remembered, where sanity and insanity come together, for the time, then separates. Like leaves on October trees, that color the world, but for a moment, then leave. At the edge, where life losses its edginess, and thoughts we will become one, someday. At the edge the sun drops, the ring falls, and senses of raindrops climb upwards to the gray sky.

Live for your country, die to yourself; live for yourself, die to your country.

They throw rice at a new marriage, then give him beans in a divorcement.

In all you do, try being a WOW, and not a woe.

I guess its better to have a chalk smile, than an ink smile. Where chalk changes with the direction of wind, ink stays as a deep stain. Like rain, sun and hail against a fake plant.

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

They say blood is thicker than water, but I say ice, can be more solid than blood, when times get cold.

Manny has swung with many men, but many men never seen Mannys blissful swing.

As dogs return to their vomit, some men return to their wives.

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

One dream, will suffice a thousand nightmares.