8 Quotes To Read When You Need To Spark Your Fire Again

Aaron Anderson
Aaron Anderson


“It’s difficult in times like these, ideals, dreams and cherished hopes rise within us, only to be crushed by grim reality. It’s a wonder I haven’t abandoned all my ideals, they seem so absurd and impractical. Yet I cling to them because I still believe, in spite of everything, that people are truly good at heart. It’s utterly impossible for me to build my life on a foundation of chaos, suffering and death. I see the world being slowly transformed into a wilderness, I hear the approaching thunder, one day, will destroy us too, I feel the suffering of millions. And yet, when I look up at the sky, I somewhat feel that everything will change for the better, that this cruelty will end, that peace and tranquility will return once more. In the meantime, I must hold onto my ideals. Perhaps one day will come when I’ll be able to realize them.” — Anne Frank


“I need to believe that

only I can chase my dreams.

that only I can light the fire in me.

that no one can break me

unless I break myself

and only someone else can

help me carry the pieces.

I need to believe that

I am different and 
I am full of love.

and if I live every moment believing,

that the chase in my heart 
will be a beautiful thing

and the world will 
never cease to forget my name.

I just have to believe.
” — R.M. Drake


“I do believe in an everyday sort of magic — the inexplicable connectedness we sometimes experience with places, people, works of art and the like; the eerie appropriateness of moments of synchronicity; the whispered voice, the hidden presence, when we think we’re alone.
” — Charles de Lint


“…if anything matters then everything matters. Because you are important, everything you do is important. Every time you forgive, the universe changes; every time you reach out and touch a heart or a life, the world changes; with every kindness and service, seen or unseen, my purposes are accomplished and nothing will be the same again.
” — Wm. Paul Young


“When a shadow of sadness flickers by

When a tear finds its way to the eye

When fear keeps the loneliness alive

I try and console my heart

Why is it that you cry? I ask
This is only what life imparts

These deep silences within

Have been handed out to all by time

Everyone’s story has a little sorrow

Everyone’s share has a little sunshine
No need for water in your eyes

Every moment can be a new life

Why do you let them pass you by?

Oh heart, why is it that you cry?” — Javed Akhtar


“There are infinite paths to choose,

And I have chosen many.

I have slammed into dead ends,

Twisted through turning trails that ended at lost,

Followed other’s routes to eventually realize they weren’t mine,

Even dared to venture into the great unknown,

Where writing a new way,

Was the only way.
But of all the countless roads I wandered,

Endless directions I explored,

And limitless possibilities I could have taken,

There is one thing I have come to know:

No matter what surrounds me,

Lies ahead or behind me,

Or who is beside me,

It’s what is happening in me,

That will shine a guiding light,

Conquer the journey,

And land me victorious after any travel.

Because perfection comes,

not when you’re watching golden sun sets over paradise,

But when you have grown,


At peace,

Within.” — Leah Fortner


“And for a second time 
you begin to discover yourself 
this is the kind of feeling people have 
when they start to believe 
in something bigger than themselves.
and I hope you find 
more than just yourself. 
I hope you find 
the strength
to not hurt the people
who love you.
I hope you find 
a thousand miracles
hidden in the soft rain
and I hope you find art
in all the people
you deserve to love.” — R.M. Drake


“To love life, to love it even
when you have no stomach for it
and everything you’ve held dear
crumbles like burnt paper in your hands,
your throat filled with the silt of it.
When grief sits with you, its tropical heat
thickening the air, heavy as water
more fit for gills than lungs;
when grief weights you like your own flesh
only more of it, an obesity of grief,
you think, How can a body withstand this?
Then you hold life like a face
between your palms, a plain face,
no charming smile, no violet eyes,
and you say, yes, I will take you
I will love you, again.” — Ellen Bass Thought Catalog Logo Mark

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