"...No. You're forgetting," said the Spirit. " that was not how you began. Light itself was your first love: you loved to paint only as a means of telling about light."
"Oh,that was ages ago," said the Ghost. "One grows out of that...One becomes more and more interested in paint for it's own sake."
"One does, indeed. I also have had to recover from that. It was all a snare. Ink and catgut and paint were necessary down there, but they are also dangerous stimulants. Every poet and musician and artist, but for Grace, is drawn away from love of the thing he tells, to love of the telling till, down in Deep Hell, they cannot be interested in God at all but only in what they say about Him. For it doesn't stop at being interested in paint, you know. They sink lower - become more interested in their own personalities and then in nothing but their own reputations." -Excerpt from The Great Divorce by C.S. Lewis
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