january 2013: this shall be my year
may 2013: well, shit
Wilder was initially hesitant, but finally accepted the role under one condition:
When I make my first entrance, I’d like to come out of the door carrying a cane and then walk toward the crowd with a limp. After the crowd sees Willy Wonka is a cripple, they all whisper to themselves and then become deathly quiet. As I walk toward them, my cane sinks into one of the cobblestones I’m walking on and stands straight up, by itself… but I keep on walking, until I realize that I no longer have my cane. I start to fall forward, and just before I hit the ground, I do a beautiful forward somersault and bounce back up, to great applause.
When Stuart asked why, Wilder replied, “because from that time on, no one will know if I’m lying or telling the truth.”
Gene Wilder was a genius.
Hello Queen of Genovia
I’ll reblog it every time I see in my dash. EVERY. TIME.
me on my way to steal your man
“In case of an emergency this airplane is designed with 8 exits located around you.”
"Forgive yourself for the wrong choices that you’ve made in the past. They are not evidence of who you are, they are evidence of who you were."
— (via stevenrosas)
"We can’t jump off bridges anymore because our iPhones will get ruined. We can’t take skinny dips in the ocean, because there’s no service on the beach and adventures aren’t real unless they’re on Instagram. Technology has doomed the spontaneity of adventure and we’re helping destroy it every time we Google, check-in, and hashtag."
— Jeremy Glass, We Can’t Get Lost Anymore (via reasonablyaverage)