(April 23, 1564 – April 23, 1616)
"…the nearest thing in incarnation to the eye of god." —Sir Laurence Olivier
"There are only a few artists in all the arts who can be called the best without argument. I can only think of two—Mozart and Shakespeare." —Orson Welles
On this date 450 years ago, a man was born into obscurity. That man would change the world with his writing, leave us the greatest treasure trove of stories and characters in the English language, and ultimately receive the most screen credits for a single person in film history.
So, here’s to Shakespeare and to his legacy in the cinema—an art form that wouldn’t be invented until centuries after his death.
oh hey, spring.
All the flowers would have very extra special powers
They would sit and talk to me for hours
When I’m lonely in a world of my own
"The House of Godric Gryffindor has commanded the respect of the wizarding world for nearly ten centuries."+
"In your honor, a royal flush."
And under here, Hedwig”—Harry pulled open a door under the stairs—“is where I used to sleep; You never knew me then— Blimey, it’s small, I’d forgotten… .”
Harry looked around at the stacked shoes and umbrellas, remembering how he used to wake every morning looking up at the underside of the staircase, which was more often than not adorned with a spider or two. Those had been the days before he had known anything about his true identity; before he had found out how his parents had died or why such strange things often happened around him. But Harry could still remember the dreams that had dogged him, even in those days: confused dreams involving flashes of green light and once—Uncle Vernon had nearly crashed the car when Harry had recounted it—a flying motorbike..