Don't judge a book by it's cover, see who edited it!
The art of publishing: Or: Why don't it say what I wrote?
Did you know that Skakespeare never saw his complete plays in print?
Does this not strongly suggest that they might not be in the form that he would have chosen?
Does this not also make you wonder if he wanted them printed at all?
Would it not be strange if one of the major influencial works in the Englich language was in our hands against the wishes of the author?
And if all this were true, doesn't that make all the effort and money spent on arguing about this fellow and trying through brain-deadening scholarship to figure out if he actually wrote that stuff seem kinda like wasted?
Could all that time, money and frustration have been better spent on someone who wanted to be published and went to the effort of making sure that his works were edited to his satisfaction?
Whom might this person be?
We'll never know, will we?