Quotes from Anthony Liccione

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

God doesn't stop crisis from coming, as He didn't stop Christ from coming. Things have their reasons for happening, we need not to faint, but rather have faith that we are never alone.

The amazing ones are, those that don't know it!

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

To ease the pain, erase the anger.

Anger can kill, even a feather gently blowing in the wind.

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

If something bad smells in the basement, it will eventually make its way to the attic.

Before she cut her birthday cake, she cast a wish, then blew the candles out from his eyes.

I tend to think my eye's vision is still 20/20, because they mind their own business.

There are no sides in suicide.

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.

The most critical risk of all, is not taking the risk if means be dangerous.

Faith is, believing there is still a star out there to wish on, just for you, tucked away behind dark clouds.

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

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.

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

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

We are all dust passing through the air, the difference is, some are flying high in the sky, while others are flying low. But eventually, we all settle on the same ground.

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.

Poverty is like a crumb that sits at a table, and starves itself to death.

It seems when Opportunity knocks, Fate shows up to open the door.

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

Life happens, whether you're in it or not, but death doesn't give you a choice.