Oscar Wilde writes this morning in the preface that art is a rather useless thing, but let me put in context. He says that we can forgive a man for making something useful as long as he does not admire it, just like we can forgive a man for making a useless thing if he admires its intensity. Its all a bit confusing for me yesterday but somehow is closer to making sense to me today, by a large margin.
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