"Accursed who brings to light of day the writings I have cast away"
- William Butler Yeats
About this Quote
This quote by William Butler Yeats is a lamentation of the author's very own job. It reveals a feeling of regret and shame for the writings that have been produced and after that discarded. The speaker is wanting ill upon anyone that would bring these works to light, as if they are cursed for doing so. It is a reflection of the author's very own self-doubt and instability, as they really feel ashamed by their own work and also do not want it to be seen by any person else. The quote also speaks with the idea of perfectionism, as the writer is not pleased with their own work and is not able to accept it as it is. It is a pointer that also the best of authors can be their own toughest movie critics.
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