Drowning is not so pitiful as the attempt to rise. Three times, it is said, a sinking man comes up to face the skies, and then declines forever to that abhorred abode where hope and he part company, — for he is grasped of God. The Maker’s cordial visage, however, good to see, is shunned, we must admit it, like an adversity. It is a beautiful night, life presents us with a common yet precious gift. #RyanPhillippe 1 of 10

We will light up the sky, we will open the clouds, let us repay life with our love, enthusiasm, and diligence. We are not going to waste it. You might not know why, you might not know how, but walk and live in faith of God, not by sight. Time is stealing away, allowing for no procrastination and fantasies. Start your pursuit here and now. Leave behind you all the hesitations and puzzles, confirm your belief in life and compress your pursuit and love into a tremendous impetus to boost yourself into a hopeful tomorrow. #RyanPhillippe 2 of 10

I want you all to myself. Some come on give me your wrists, one drop I will not waste. Aspiration, diligence, pursuit and innovation are all melodious notes. When harmonious combined, they are to compose a song of youth. Keep our love to each other. I want it all. I want it all. My eyes behold the complete and perfect in all Creation, in all, over all and through all. I see the perfect; there is nothing else to see, and no suggestion of otherness can enter my thought. #RyanPhillippe 3 of 10

We will break each others fall. I know only the perfect and the complete. We are perfect and whole, now. There is no loss. Nothing can be lost, misplaced nor forgotten. There was never any loss, nor confusion. Creation is Perfect and Complete, within the One are all things, and all are known to God. We are now in complete harmony with God and we cannot lose nor misplace anything. We are constantly finding more good. #RyanPhillippe 4 of 10

The past is such a curious creature, to look it in the face is a transport may reward us, or a disgrace. Unarmed if any meet the past, I charge him, fly! The past has rusty ammunition might yet I reply. It might be easier to fail with land in sight, than gain my White Squall to perish of delight. Softened by Time’s consummate plush, how sleek the woe appears that threatened childhood’s citadel, and undermined the years! #RyanPhillippe 5 of 10

Bisected now by bleaker griefs, we envy the despair that devastated childhood’s realm, so easy to repair. You have infinite wisdom like Spring, and industrious hands. Luck and happiness will accompany you no matter where you are. Let us open the door of puzzles with the golden key of wisdom, and force our way into the palace of creation. The most magnificent and beautiful flowers in the World is youth and life. May our youth and life glow splendid light. #RyanPhillippe 6 of 10

In this World, successful people are those who strive for the opportunity they want. If we cannot find any opportunity, we will create them for ourselves. Have you really breathed the vigorous Spring flavor? Have you felt this flavor being a part of your body? Please remember, never waste precious time in Spring. Perhaps difficulty and frustration are good for it is an exercise; it is the dynamic force that pushes us forward. #RyanPhillippe 7 of 10

You should be ready for setting out at any time. When there are waves in the sea, I hope you are standing here with me. It is such a little thing to weep, so short a thing to sigh; and yet by trades the size of these we men live. I measure every grief I meet with analytic eyes; I wonder if it weighs like mine, or has an easier size. I wonder if they bore it long, or did it just begin? I could not tell the date of mine, it feels so old a pain. #RyanPhillippe 8 of 10

I wonder if it hurts to live, and if they have to try, and whether, could they choose between, they would not rather die. I wonder if when the years have piled—some thousand—on the cause or early hurt, if such a lapse could give them any pause; or would they go on aching still through centuries above, enlightened to a larger pain by contrast with the love. #RyanPhillippe 9 of 10

The grieved are many, I am told; the reason deeper lies, –death is but one and comes but once, and only nails the eyes. Say you will never let me die. I will never let you die. There is grief of want, and grief of cold, –a sort they call despair; there is banishment from native eyes, in sight of native air.  My love was founded on a rock, and it endures! #RyanPhillippe 10 of 10