diary / by Edward Mullany

And if, after I’d suggested this approach, someone were to say to me, ‘To what end?’ or ‘For what good?’ or ‘For what purpose?’ I would first confirm them in their skepticism, and agree that maybe there is nothing to be gotten from art, and the sussing out of our own selves, by way of it (for certainly there is nothing material in it to be gained), before reminding them, as a way of drawing to their notice an alternative, of that saying of which the ancient Greeks were so fond, and which seems relevant here, “Know thyself.”