David Alan Royster

Provided that he only broke you into pieces, you still have it all, like a pizza in slices, every. bite, delicious. You may not feel whole, but you are no less because of a feeling.

I’ve forever wanted a woman who loves like a soldier and fights like a poet. Always with unfailing faithfulness, always for the yearning in her heart.

Trust. Above all, I ask for trust. You won’t know every thought that crosses my mind, but just know that they’re all for us.

I was a poem, she was a melody, songs emerged between us.

I’m only ever in two places – with you or on the way.

Women should serve men. Men should serve women. Any house of peace is full of servants.

I have you in one world, but I need you in two: the hands and the heart, just one won’t do.

There is no remedy for love, but to love more.

You demonstrate love by giving it unconditionally to yourself. And as you do, you attract others into your life who are able to love you without conditions.

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

The minute I heard my first love story I started looking for you, not knowing how blind that was. Lovers don’t finally meet somewhere. They’re in each other all along.

The love we shared is a paper town on a map we drew ourselves, drunk and fucked and needing to be more than we were.

It is most unwise for people in love to marry.

Jealousy, jealousy, jealousy, jealousy get the best of me.

Love comes when manipulation stops; when you think more about the other person than about his or her reactions to you. When you dare to reveal yourself fully. When you dare to be vulnerable.

You first.’ The only way love works.

When a man is in love or in debt, someone else has the advantage.

You don’t measure love in time. You measure love in transformation. Sometimes the longest connections yield little growth, while the briefest of encounters change everything. The heart doesn’t wear a watch.

I’m a different man now. I’m still a romantic, I still believe in love, but when I met Barbara I was looking for it. Now, I don’t know.

It is better to have loved and lost than never to have lost at all.

The perfect love affair is one which is conducted entirely by post.