BiographyType: Poet Born: 9 Oct. 1968 Died: Liccione was born in Chicago, Illinois and raised in Rochester, New York. As a child, Liccione grew up in the struggles of a broken family, moving around in various homes, wandering from family member to family member. During his teen years, he went from living with friends to strangers, a vacant house, a vacant garage, and finally living inside his car, all the while managing to survive. |
Everyone has their own calling, but not everyone is looking for the phone, or either they missed the call, or just not answered it.
A friend is the wax that keeps the flame lit, an enemy is the wind that blows it out.
It's the giving that makes one stronger, but sometimes the taking can make one weaker, if even vulnerable or blinding.
The difference between the rich and the poor, is finding true love.
Those that care for their career, more than their relationship, can find themselves alone.
It's not what you have on the outside that glitters in light, it's what you have on the inside that shines in the dark.
God may not give that instant dollar bill your seeking, but it's in the little change He brings, that will add to a dollar.
Don't look at the present storm, but look to the Son coming.
These days, it's better to look poor and be safe, than look rich and be a victim.
The rich eat life, the poor eat death; so what is the problem they ask?
Manny has swung with many men, but many men never seen Manny's blissful swing.
As dogs return to their vomit, some men return to their wives.
People from the past, have a tendency to walk back into the present, and run over the future.
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