you ever experience the intellectual equivalent of wanting to kiss an academic square on the mouth? 

Love that the first chapter of my thesis so far is just me bullying twentieth century historians

I’ve been reading a lot of Polybius lately

Out of Context Ancient Greek

Introducing some bits of my favourite ancient Greek fragments I’ve translated this last semester:

- I haven’t come to argue, I’ve come to kill you.

- For a father, a child is either a fear or a pain for all time.

- We are all owed to death.

- If he was of a god, he wouldn’t be shamefully desiring profit. 

- All men say that wealth is a most cowardly thing.

- It is clear to everyone that you are unable to speak about Homer with skill and knowledge.

When I find myself in times of trouble, Theognis comes to me - speaking words of wisdom:

I am a beautiful and prize-winning horse

Me: Of course I can read Ancient Greek.

Me: *is given a quote in all uppercase*

Me:

greek gods as cher tweets

You, looking at a sentence where the subject expresses ἔρως for Zeus: the subject loves Zeus platonically, and desires his favour.

Me, an intellectual: the subject wants to FUCK.

my desk is a place for SOCKS and ANCIENT GREEK ONLY and that’s all there is to it

students coming to a dead language for the first time: so... how do I translate? Do I start with the verb?? Do I look for the subject??? Where do I begin?

me, who has been knee-deep in radical hyperbaton for 3 years: yeahhhHHhhhhh