Writers of yesteryear had an interesting way of highlighting big, important concepts that we no longer subscribe to.
They used initial caps.
Love. Death. Life. Happiness. Laws.
(Read the Declaration of Independence; see how many words are capitalized.)
These were important, meaningful, weighty words. Words not to be taken lightly. Words that embraced concepts, ideologies, the intangibles. Yet, words that floated just beyond the grasp of human definition.
The words themselves were demigods. Always near, always far away. Things we believe in, desire, long for, yet somehow never fully obtain.
Today, it’s easy to reduce these big concepts to a pop song or a trite slogan.
“You only live once.” But what is Life? What is Living?
“Crazy in Love.” But what is Love?
“omg.” But what and who is God?
Certain concepts (and beings) deserve the mystery that has historically been applied to them. It is foolish to think that we — in the age of Google and Siri — can figure out what wiser minds have only scratched.
Some things deserve their Capital Letters.