I am a little man and this is a little town, but there must be a spark in little men that can burst into flame.
John SteinbeckThe candle aimed its spark of light at heaven, like an artist who consumes himself to become divine.
John SteinbeckSome days are born ugly. From the very first light they are no damn good what ever the weather, and everbody knows it. No one knows what causes this, but on such a day people resist getting out of bed and set their heels against the day. When they are finally forced out by hunger or job they find that the day is just as lousy as they knew it would be.
John Steinbeck