They’re slogans that promise to light up our spirit, to lift us, to shake us from our apathy. Some sound a little trite —or, let’s say it, predictable. But does it matter? In that exact instant when you read them, something stirs inside you. A small spark of hope. And you believe.
But how long does that spark last? How long does it stay in your head, in your heart, or even just in your day? Often, not long. It fades like a delicate perfume: it scents the air, brushes your neck, and then the next day, it’s gone. The motivation sparked by a beautiful phrase can light up a moment, but it doesn’t always illuminate a path.
Many of these phrases are so generic they end up feeling like empty mirrors. They tell you to dream, push forward, never give up, but they never tell you how. What steps to take, what knots to untie. At best, they give you an initial signal, like a distant light on a dark path.
And that’s fine, even helpful. But if you don’t have a map, a travelling companion, or a concrete project —if you don’t find an anchor within yourself for those words— that light remains something to long for, not to follow.


