David Alan Royster

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.

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

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

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.

Give the love that you pray for; someone’s been praying to have it.

To be fully seen by somebody, then and be loved anyhow – this is a human offering that can border on miraculous.

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

My wish for us all is to love and adore ourselves just as much as we do everyone else!

I bet you kiss your knuckles right before they touch my cheek.

I can’t help this awful energy. God damn right, you should be scared of me.

He’s out his head, I’m out my mind. We got that love, the crazy kind.

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

Love – THE FEELING – is a fruit of love, the verb.

Am I in love with you? Or am I in love with the feeling?

I don’t wanna wake it up, the devil in me.

If you love someone set them free. If they come back, they’re yours; if they don’t, they never were.

Loving can cost a lot but not loving always costs more, and those who fear to love often find that want of love is an emptiness that robs the joy from life.

You can love a person dear to you with a human love, but an enemy can only be loved with divine love.

Loving him is like trying to hold onto an armful of balloons. Maybe I need someone to come along and pop them.

Love. The reason I dislike that word is that it means too much for me, far more than you can understand. (Anna Karenina)