..... the greatest English writer is a biographical blank. Scholars continue to write books about the life of William Shakespeare, but eventually these boil down to studies of his work or histories of his times. The few scraps of evidence we possess about him are simply too scanty to make him come to life as an individual. To some people, this absence is a scandal or irritant, and they try to fill the blank by insisting, irrationally, that Shakespeare was not Shakespeare …[but] someone else we can know more about. But to most readers, I suspect, the unknowability of Shakespeare is a key ingredient in his greatness. “Others abide our question. Thou art free,” wrote ->Matthew Arnold in his sonnet on the Bard, and this sense that Shakespeare stays one step ahead of us, always knowing more about life and human nature than we do, fits perfectly with his biographical elusiveness.
"Methinks" it's not the elusiveness of Shakespeare's life as a key ingredient of his greatness but the inability of human imagination [mutating to irrationality] to answer the question why the life of the greatest english writer with a substantially larger [unknown] literary oeuvre could not be detected up to now -..if you knew his complete literary output of other genres [even letters! it can never be reasonably assumed that the man with the most powerfull language skills of all times left not a single handwritten source für posterity] it would not be difficult to predict that sooner or later the →final solution [this blog] will be accepted..... eventually mankind will not escape their logics and plausibilities.