David Alan Royster

My father, soft as rainclouds, my mother, hard as hail, prepared me to take the world by storm.

The best thing that’s ever happened to me is still happening.

My heart must be bigger than my brain – blocking it out of all my decisions, so that I cannot think past the way I feel.

There’s nothing more romantic than getting down in the dirt and plowing through the weeds, brambles, thickets, and dry land of life with someone just as willing by your side.

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

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.

Love is the absence of judgment.

We’ve got this gift of love, but love is like a precious plant. You can’t just accept it and leave it in the cupboard or just think it’s going to get on by itself. You’ve got to keep watering it. You’ve got to really look after it and nurture it.

Some men love truth so much that they seem to be in continual fear lest she should catch a cold on overexposure.

You first.’ The only way love works.

Love is real, love is pure, you only take what you give and give what you take. At its purest it is real. No pretending.

I thought that true love was a just fairytale but I have it and it’s pretty amazing.

Love is the flower you’ve got to let grow.

I hope that real love and truth are stronger in the end than any evil or misfortune in the world.

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.

Love conquers all things except poverty and toothache!

Everything I know, I know because of love.

I’m not something to butter up and taste when you get bored.

They that love beyond the world cannot be separated by it. Death cannot kill, what never dies. Nor can Spirits ever be divided that love and live in the same Divine Principle; the Root and Record of their Friendship. If Absence be not death, neither is theirs. Death is but Crossing the World, as Friends do the Seas; They live in one another still. For they must needs be present, that love and live in that which is Omnipresent. In this Divine Glass, they see Face to Face; and their Converse is Free, as well as Pure. This is the Comfort of Friends, that though they may be said to Die, yet their Friendship and Society are, in the best Sense, ever present, because Immortal.

I miss the thought of a forever, you and me. But all you’re missing is my body.

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.