David Alan Royster

Only snails know there is no rush when you learn to carry home with you.

Sometimes I feel like a kid wanting nothing more than to squeeze you tight and call you mine.

It’s amazing what passes for love these days – crows parading as blue jays.

I have a habit of running from the things I’ve prayed for and then asking God to send them again.

And somewhere in my time with you, the crickets emerged as birds and the blackened hills found their hue. My eyes fell on you; I didn’t watch the sun move, but I felt the world turn all night.

You first.’ The only way love works.

I’m a wanderess, I’m a one night stand. Don’t belong to no city, don’t belong to no man.

We may tell ourselves that love is not really available. But the deeper truth is that we don’t entirely trust it, and therefore have a hard time fully opening to it or letting it all the way into us. This disconnects us from our own heart, exacerbating our sense of love’s scarcity.

Drownin’ in the sea of love where everyone would love to drown.

Love alone is capable of uniting living beings in such a way as to complete and fulfill them, for it alone takes them and joins them by what is deepest in themselves.

I stopped believing in love at first sight. I think you go through that wonderful love stage, but when it gets hard, you need a little bit more.

If your love is not as strong as a tidal wave, I will not be moved.

When love awakens in your life, in the night of your heart, it is like the dawn breaking within you. Where before there was anonymity, now there is intimacy; where before there was fear, now there is courage; where before in your life there was awkwardness, now there is a rhythm of grace and gracefulness; where before you used to be jagged, now you are elegant and in rhythm with your self. When love awakens in your life, it is like a rebirth, a new beginning.

You’re ripped at every edge but you’re a masterpiece.

I hope you find a love. Your own designs of love.

I have never had trouble to love others, but loving myself was difficult. For years I didn’t like myself, so how could I love myself. It has taken time, and still there is a way to go, but I can say, not only do I like myself, but also care about myself enough to start loving myself too.

Unconditional love really exists in each of us. It is part of our deep inner being. It is not so much an active emotion as a state of being. It’s not ‘I love you’ for this or that reason, not ‘I love you if you love me.’ It’s love for no reason, love without an object.

Spread love everywhere you go let no one ever come to you without leaving happier.

She doesn’t let me have control anymore. I must’ve crossed a line, I must’ve lost my mind.

Love is like a faucet, it turns off and on.

I don’t care too much for money, money can’t buy me love.