Crystal Evans Quotes

“I made a man out of you, you made a joke out of me.”
― Crystal Evans, The Bunna Man: Joe Grind Series

“I am yet to find one reliable friend in this crowd of shifting strangers. I have no true friends only mimicries, users and loopers. People popping in and out, keeping tabs on my life, not adding much credence to my existence yet not abandoning my life entirely because they know that greatness lies beyond the layers of this muck. It is up to me to discover those who are worth taking on this journey towards my destiny and the ones who will only get in my way.”
― Crystal Evans, The Country Gyal Journal

“I tend to have really interested conversations with employers. They enjoy my interviews and they always last a little longer than norm for i have so much to say and as one said, i am but a breath of fresh air.
I was asked what motivates me?
I told them my children.
When i was a child, i wanted to be like Oprah.
I want to be the kind of person my children will be aspire to be.
I want my daughter to say she wants to be like me.”
― Crystal Evans, Jamaican Acute Ghetto Itis

“All i can say to women is to guard your personal space with discrimination, anno every and anybody to get access to your life so they can have a story to tell about you. For what they do inno hun, is tek the likkle weh dem know bout you and spread it like that is you. A few composite of events , experiences and perceptions makes someone create this tabloid about you not knowing anything about you. I don't let people get close to me anymore. Some people who managed to do so, should already know that i will never allow them to get so close to me that they get a platform to fabricate stories about me. What's worse, in this time and age, people are quick to believe the worse of others. I don't make it bother me, am like oil, that shit don't stick it just rolls the fuck off. Not only that, they can't lower me for oil never sinks, don't even try mixing it, it will float right back on top.”
― Crystal Evans, Every Man Deserves A Good Jacket II: Babydaddy Series

“The Ghetto muse, a wistful omen of the first sign of trouble —a subtle movement in the shadows, a rustling of dead leaves abandoned on the sidewalk, houses dotting roadsides like packed dominoes on a table or a long skein of Johncrows sweeping over your head like the second hand of a clock.
A place of looming tragedy, and every day life a quest for glory, a glory that is a shifting goalpost. A battle for survival against an obscure enemy, savoring the sweetness of youth with white rum coursing down your throat and tasting regret in old age like sawdust in your mouth.
Then comes the voice, shrill at times with frustration, a caterwauling of endurance or the dulcet of fortitude and meditation.”
― Crystal Evans, Jamaican Acute-Ghetto-itis: Jamaican Sociological Commentary

“A lot of times we struggle in life to find happiness, to find a spouse, to get respect, ratings because the way we see ourselves that’s not how people see us.
It is not who we are.
What we imagine ourselves to be.
We are not it.

We have to constantly do self work…

Becoming and evolving…
Because we are not our best selves…
It doesn’t matter what we tell ourselves, the world will reflect the truth back at us… sometimes the world lies… but not all the time.”
― Crystal Evans

“Some people misperceived what a hunter or who a hunter is.
Most people associate hunting with Lions chasing Gazelles.
The human hunter sometimes doesn’t go looking for deers.
Hunters sometimes sit in the quiet, shade of a tree, back against a safe firm wall and wait on a catch.
Sometimes your catch comes to you.
Like lounging on a boat on a lake and your fishing rod in the water wakes you up after a fish is hooked on it and starts moving.
Hunting isn’t always moving.
Sometimes a man or woman hunts by not doing anything.
Nothing.
And you find yourself hooked.
I’ve decided to stop falling into those toxic traps.
Hunters aren’t always in motion.”
― Crystal Evans, The Fairy Tale Complex

“The issue I have with people who say they love me…
Is that I don’t feel loved by them.

Their love often seems more like opportunism to me or masked usery.
Am not saying this man don’t love me or rate me.

I don’t feel that love.
I don’t feel loved by him…

I am not saying a family member don’t love me or isn’t a good person or hasn’t been good to me…
I am just saying that this person they project or profess to be…
Is someone I have never experienced…

Yes you are this great person to other people…
The thing is…
I don’t know that person.
I’ve never experienced that person and those I reserve the right to feel the way I feel about you as a person and this experience…

It also can’t be love if standing up for myself makes you hate me.
Love would have led to empathy and not feelings of umbrage.

“You know I love you”
You can say I love you.
But I don’t feel loved by you…
Your love means nothing to me if I don’t feel or experience it.


Selah.”
― Crystal Evans

“If you want to know how much your past decisions don’t align with your ambitions? Pursue your ambitions relentlessly, tunnel vision focus and watch how your mistakes and past stands in your way. Everything eventually adds up.”
― Crystal Evans, The Country Gyal Journal

“Men don’t grow up. The amount of compromise and emotional labor required to deal with them becomes increasingly difficult with age. So most of your friends who are getting married now will be getting divorced by the time you’re my age because they settled before they knew enough to want more for themselves. Fuckboys are terrible. But....Good guys will be worse. They will expect extra credit for being minimally decent. Asserting standards of reciprocity is the perpetual struggle. Be prepared to compromise A LOT...often with no reward. OR be prepared to learn to be content by yourself A LOT. There is no in between. any woman who tells you different is lying to herself and you.”
― Crystal Evans, Tall Dark and Bad : Extended Edition

“There’s hardly a minute of my life in which I’m not obsessively fretting about something. I suppose I get a break when I sleep, but even then, I have horrible anxiety dreams; ones in which someone attacks me and I go to scream, but no sound comes out. I’m rendered mute by fear. Or dreams in which my childhood home is suddenly moved to a swampland, and I have to wade through water where crocodiles and other awful beasts wait to devour me. I toss and turn in my twisted sheets, restless, ruminating.

I’m often worried by how overpowering loneliness can be.

We are ourselves before we are actually ourselves. Clay waiting to be shaped by experience, perhaps, but there’s something pre-formed about our personalities before they are even molded.

I write this book while sitting in my front room just before dusk. Faint light through the window renders me a ghost of myself. i gaped at the wall where someone(my -ex) has scrawled “LOVE" on the wall in shaky cursive in the middle of an illustration of a heart broken in two. There are other indiscernable writings near it. One said. Run Away.

Crystal Evans”
― Crystal Evans, The Bunna Man Trilogy

“There is a marked difference between brilliance and intellectuality.
Some of us use both words interchangeably to describe people who can use big words.
A number of people are grandiloquent but not wise.
A person can be verbose but not esoteric.
Just as literacy does not equate to intelligence.


There are two types of learnt people in the world.
Some persons are scholars and others are alchemist.

Let me further my thesis on intellectuals.
Now you have a scholar and an alchemist.
The scholar passes exams, memorizes words and phrases, the alchemist has the intellectual prowess to start a whole new fundamental truth, discipline and school of thought because they can create concepts from their own minds without no external inputs.
Alchemist pass exams without studying because they just know how things work or they use context clue.
For that reason not every smart person is a genius.

Alchemist use their brains to change or improve the world with ingenuity and originality.

The alchemist has a way with words, when they speak you stop and listen. The alchemist is witty in any language (Creole or patois).
Let’s renounce the colonial concept that using Anglo-Saxon words is a mark of intelligence.

Eg.
Kartel speaks English- Kartel intelligent yuh fawk.”
― Crystal Evans, Jamaican Acute Ghetto Itis

“While I wait to heal, I often find solace in solitude. I don't fully understand why, but I know I must be alone. I withdraw from the world, and in that quiet space, I focus solely on my recovery. This solitude forces me to confront my raw emotions, with no distractions to dull their intensity. It is within these moments of despair that my most brilliant ideas emerge.

I allow myself to feel deeply, to the point where I can no longer feel. To overcome heartache, it's essential to exhaust every emotion—cry until the tears run dry, feel until you're tired of feeling, talk about the person until even your own voice bores you. When you are drained, empty, and devoid of emotion, you are almost across the bridge to healing. It is only then that true detachment begins.

Each time my heart has been broken, I've learned how to heal myself. Heartbreak no longer holds power over me. I've realized that the only way to get over it is to go through it. The longer I deny my feelings to protect myself, the more pain I endure. But if I accept the situation and fully experience my emotions, the pain fades more quickly. At most, they may occupy my thoughts for a few days; if I loved them deeply, maybe two or three weeks.

I simply withdraw from society and return when I am better, when I am healed. During my healing process, I commit to self-improvement. I channel my energy into refining the parts of myself that led to unnecessary pain. I acknowledge my mistakes, see where I went wrong, and take responsibility for my role in my suffering. And as long as he makes no effort, I am gone. The quickest way for any man to lose me is to stop trying and to make his intentions clear.

While he may think I am suffering, I am actually healing. I am recalibrating, renewing, and rehabilitating. I am resurrecting, realigning, adjusting, refocusing, and resetting. I am fine-tuning.

In the midst of this, I give him nothing—no attention, no thoughts, no feelings. Exes thrive on your negative emotions, so silence must be so profound that it echoes. No attention, no access. They may resort to stalking through fake profiles, but let them exert the effort. Block all other avenues of communication.

I am reshaping, reorienting, tweaking, reassessing, reconfiguring, restructuring.

In my absence, I am transforming.

Ducked.

I am for all ill purposes and intentions, my most productive and fruitful self when I am hurt or alone.
This leads my naysayers, detractors and enemies to learn that for the most part, excluding death, I am by most standards, indestructible.

I will build empires with the stones one throws at me.
I will create fertilizers with the trash and feaces hurled at me.
I will rise like pheonix from the ashes.

I am antifragile, I can withstand trials, tribulations, chaos and uncertainty and grow in the face of adversity.
I am the epitome of the resilience paradox, trial bloom, adversity alchemy, refiners fire and the pheonix effect.

I am fortitude - me.

Ducked.

What’s even more magical, is what comes out on the other side of this process.
It’s a peace, you do not want anyone to destroy.
A clarity, you won’t risk blurring.
A renewed you, a different version of you, stronger, fierce, centered and certain.
A rebirth, refinement.
You never saw it coming.
Neither will they.

Copyright ©️ 2024
Crystal Evans”
― Crystal Evans, 100 Dating Tips for Jamaican Women

“I know what it feels like to unravel. I know how an unhinged state can feel like normal. . I sympathized with suicidal people because I know how the darkness can be… and depression feeds on you like bacteria… some days it’s active and other days it lays dormant in the permafrost of routine and life’s demands. I imagine the pain I feel on my worst days and then think about how painful it must have been for those who decided to end it all.”
― Crystal Evans, The Bunna Man II: Extended Edition

“Don’t feel bad when people underestimate you. When you are underestimated, people write you off before you begin. They don’t expect much of you. So you are granted an ecosystem to fail and start as much as you can without the burden of higher expectations or an audience… you gain power when you succeed right under their nose.”
― Crystal Evans, The Fairy Tale Complex: Extended Edition

“A Smart Business Operating System is the shortcut to distinction for struggling small businesses in third world countries. I call it SBos. It’s not a new concept but this is a revived tech forward initiative. cost less. Al Logic, Grok, GPT, Elevenlabs, n8n and SOPs.”
― Crystal Evans, Legal Choppings : 100 Business Ideas for Jamaicans

“One of the things that I discovered while writing the Hi-Man book, and something I believe is also endemic to my communities, and to me personally from my own experience, is this: when you are the smartest person in any environment, it can actually be dangerous. You also learn very quickly that stupidity, in its numbers, is not only prevalent but also endangers you.

It is a very fickle and unpredictable environment, one where the tribe rules over the individual. It’s almost like a reverse engineering of game theory, where you can’t advance at all because the equilibrium remains the same: there are simply too many factors working against you.”
― Crystal Evans