Sometimes the reader will decide something else than the author's intent; this is certainly true of attempts to empirically decipher reality.
“It is, finally, a word is untimely in three different senses, and bearing it as one's treasure will not win one anyone's favours; one rather risks finding oneself outside everyone's camp... Beauty is the word that shall be our first.”
“Once I started dancing, I was not the spoiled brat or the rebellious child that I was as a child.”