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The candle aimed its spark of light at heaven, like an artist who consumes himself to become divine.

The candle aimed its spark of light at heaven, like an artist who consumes himself to become divine. (John Steinbeck)

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John Steinbeck Quotes: The candle aimed its spark of light at heaven, like an artist who consumes himself to become divine.
John Steinbeck Quotes: The candle aimed its spark of light at heaven, like an artist who consumes himself to become divine.
John Steinbeck Quotes: The candle aimed its spark of light at heaven, like an artist who consumes himself to become divine.
John Steinbeck Quotes: The candle aimed its spark of light at heaven, like an artist who consumes himself to become divine.
John Steinbeck Quotes: The candle aimed its spark of light at heaven, like an artist who consumes himself to become divine.
John Steinbeck Quotes: The candle aimed its spark of light at heaven, like an artist who consumes himself to become divine.
John Steinbeck Quotes: The candle aimed its spark of light at heaven, like an artist who consumes himself to become divine.
John Steinbeck Quotes: The candle aimed its spark of light at heaven, like an artist who consumes himself to become divine.
John Steinbeck Quotes: The candle aimed its spark of light at heaven, like an artist who consumes himself to become divine.
John Steinbeck Quotes: The candle aimed its spark of light at heaven, like an artist who consumes himself to become divine.
John Steinbeck Quotes: The candle aimed its spark of light at heaven, like an artist who consumes himself to become divine.
John Steinbeck Quotes: The candle aimed its spark of light at heaven, like an artist who consumes himself to become divine.
John Steinbeck Quotes: The candle aimed its spark of light at heaven, like an artist who consumes himself to become divine.
John Steinbeck Quotes: The candle aimed its spark of light at heaven, like an artist who consumes himself to become divine.
John Steinbeck Quotes: The candle aimed its spark of light at heaven, like an artist who consumes himself to become divine.