Quotes from Eric Jerome Dickey

Lust is a master showman who disguises himself as love, and love is a mythical creature who keeps habitat with the Easter Bunny, Santa Claus, the Tooth Fairy, and other lies we have been fed.

SLUT (noun): A woman with the morals of a man

the easiest thing of all is to deceive oneself, for what a man wishes, he generally believes to be true!

you had to have happiness to miss happiness!

revenge knows no boundaries!

love is an investment!

the things we crave, our silent desires, out little addictions!

You must have a goal in life. We all should have goals. Or we are lost.

The path to love wasn't a smooth road. Love would show up while you were busy with another love, leaving you to decide.

Love is for the soul and sex is for the body. Both cry out for satisfaction

Put a hat on the soldier. The soldiers don't need to have an egg for breakfast, unless you want to buy breakfasts, lunches, and dinners for the next eighteen years. Let's have fun, but keep it safe.

beauty is the currency of betrayal!

you are unimportant to the important!

No matter how long it takes, always pay a motherfucker back. Whatever they did to you, you take them double. You make them not forget to never fuck with you again. You make them piss when they hear your name. You make them turn the other way and start running when they see you coming." "How

Losing your job is like having your identity stolen, like having what defined you run through a paper shredder. After a while the despair gets you, and it gets you good.

honesty is like seeing a crackhead up close: it ain't that fucking attractive.

Sex and love are not identical twins. Not fraternal. Not born at the same moment but still of the same womb.

Love ain't never been a rational beast.

Brotha needed to buy a vowel and rent a verb, then get a roll of duct tape slapped on that broken English.

Keep a woman broke, keep her under control. Give her just enough to get by. She won't starve to death, but she'll never be able to afford to leave. That's from the handbook on how to be a pimp.

Sometimes I want the friendship of a man but other times I only want his passion. Friendship can be false; passion never lies.

The heart define whom we are were attracted to. I was attracted to him, sexually, mentally and maybe even spiritually. And the heart decided for how long that inner madness would last.

He looked like a brand-new heartbreak waiting to happen.

Like she said, love wasn't a switch that could be turned off. It was more like a battery, had to run until there was no more energy left.