Endless-Summer

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magnetocerebro:

thesuperfeyneednoshoes:

Favorite missing book quotes → Ron’s dueling advice

 (via thankyouforyourcooperation)

And then a very detailed letter from Sirius explaining to Harry 101 ways to beat someone in a duel and a list of useful hexes

teaforlupin:

“I said to Viggo, ‘I’m gonna put the camera down the hillside a little bit. Can you try to kick the helmet close to the lens? Because it will look great if it just flies past us.’”

kryptaria
this is the thing I was telling you about that one time!

uncreativeart:

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[apparently Gimli was the equivalent of 14 during The Hobbit timeline

for aggressivelyfwddwarves]

newlyorange:

thefreshprinceof-denmark:

shuttuploki:

shuttuploki:

it’s funny that hamlet says ‘the rest is silence’ and then horatio says ‘flights of angels sing thee to thy rest’

it’s like hamlet has thought about death so long and so hard that he’s stripped all its imagery, all its mystique. there’s nothing romantic or tragic or good or bad about dying. it just is. it’s happening to him, and he’s a little relieved and a little regretful, but it is what it is, it’s silence, and if it’s no more than that than at least it’s no less. he’s dying, and that’s all there is to say. for once, he has nothing more to say

horatio can’t have the same almost nihilistic view of death. as hamlet dies he seems to rise above it all, it doesn’t matter any more. horatio doesn’t get this luxury. he can’t look down at death and say that it just is, that it’s just silence. for hamlet, death is just darkness and silence, it’s just cessation. for horatio, death is his best friend, his love, his whole world, coughing and shuddering in his arms and then going still, going silent, going cold. while hamlet is the neutrality of knowing acceptance, horatio is pain and passion and grief and love, and he can’t just let it be silent, neutral. he needs to make it beautiful and poignant, meaningful and holy. he doesn’t need silence. he needs the bells of heaven to ring

#this hurts more in the context of the ‘our philosophy’ discussion from a few days ago too#because hamlet and horatio forged their philosophies and worldviews together at school#they probably debated this very topic#speculated about the nature of death in the middle of the night#but the thing is that hamlet is the one who was waxing poetic about death as the undiscovered country a few acts earlier#isn’t the pretentious student prince the one who’s more likely to see death as something poignant and meaningful?#and instead we see how the events of the play— the proximity of death— have changed him#we get a hamlet who’s lost his philosophy#and his horatio#the best friend he admired most for his stoicism#building it up into something much greater out of necessity#they’ve each come around to the other’s way of thinking#it’s a coping mechanism; a role reversal#and it’s cruel

alex I needed these tags on my blog because you’re making me cry okay

YELLING

but really though, like horatio ‘a man that is not passion’s slave’, horatio ‘tush tush ‘twill not appear’ the scholar the one who didn’t believe in ghosts until he saw one, horatio is the one invoking the angelic imagery, everyone talks about how much hamlet changes from act i to act v but no one ever talks about horatio, horatio in effect becomes what hamlet was in a way, he’s lost someone very close to him, and is willing to believe in supernatural things as long as that means there’s a chance he’ll see that person again, this play and these parallels are going to kill me bye. (phoenixgryffin)

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