Clothesline Christendomiensis
The very first of the year. Hopefully we'll get some jucier quotes in the coming weeks, but here is the first drawing-off, such as it is.
(I'm being sour because they mangled my Dr. Fahey quote in the Chronicler. Hmf! You, my delightful and discriminating digital readers, will get the real quote.)
"Front Royal girls are bigger and badder than you guys!" - Mr. B.
"The Fahey way is the lazy way." - Dr. F.
"So the sacred geese saved the city of Rome from... handball." - Dr. F. (Not any old geese, editor people, sacred geese. You see, those Celts who were creeping up the Capitoline Hill wanted to impose a certain Irish game beloved of Dr. O'Donnell on the Romans. Fortunately they were foiled by the sacred geese.)
"If you know Latin, Greek and German, you are very rarely confused." - Mr. J.
"Yes, I am a gourd." - Dr. C.
"My brain hurts, therefore I am." - E.B.
"Look at this chalk. Watch it... but the chalk in my hand lives a life tremendously more vital and exciting. I have empowered the properties of chalkness!" - Mr. J.
"I just wish the Holy See had a nuclear arsenal... we could get so much territory back." - Dr. M.
"Mountain-men eat brownies!" - P.P.
"We Germans like going to Paris from time to time." - Anon. (but whaddya wanna bet it's Dr. S.?)
"Darn that Quintus Fabius, darn him!" - Dr. F. (Ha ha, booya Hannibal!)
"I was like a widow, desperate for men." - Dr. P. (Um... I'm assuming he's refering to his recruiting efforts for the schola?)
"Pope Benedict XVI rocks the world." - Fr. H.
"So in the book of Job, God is breaking the ice with Satan? Ha! A Dante reference." - Dr. O'D.
"You're all such... Catholics." - Dr. O'D. (no suprise there!)
(I'm being sour because they mangled my Dr. Fahey quote in the Chronicler. Hmf! You, my delightful and discriminating digital readers, will get the real quote.)
"Front Royal girls are bigger and badder than you guys!" - Mr. B.
"The Fahey way is the lazy way." - Dr. F.
"So the sacred geese saved the city of Rome from... handball." - Dr. F. (Not any old geese, editor people, sacred geese. You see, those Celts who were creeping up the Capitoline Hill wanted to impose a certain Irish game beloved of Dr. O'Donnell on the Romans. Fortunately they were foiled by the sacred geese.)
"If you know Latin, Greek and German, you are very rarely confused." - Mr. J.
"Yes, I am a gourd." - Dr. C.
"My brain hurts, therefore I am." - E.B.
"Look at this chalk. Watch it... but the chalk in my hand lives a life tremendously more vital and exciting. I have empowered the properties of chalkness!" - Mr. J.
"I just wish the Holy See had a nuclear arsenal... we could get so much territory back." - Dr. M.
"Mountain-men eat brownies!" - P.P.
"We Germans like going to Paris from time to time." - Anon. (but whaddya wanna bet it's Dr. S.?)
"Darn that Quintus Fabius, darn him!" - Dr. F. (Ha ha, booya Hannibal!)
"I was like a widow, desperate for men." - Dr. P. (Um... I'm assuming he's refering to his recruiting efforts for the schola?)
"Pope Benedict XVI rocks the world." - Fr. H.
"So in the book of Job, God is breaking the ice with Satan? Ha! A Dante reference." - Dr. O'D.
"You're all such... Catholics." - Dr. O'D. (no suprise there!)
posted by Meredith at 2:24 PM
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"If you know Latin, Greek and German, you are very rarely confused." - Mr. J.
Uhh, someone should remind Mr. J. about Kant, Nietszche, Hegel, Marx...
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Sorry about that last post. I was having some computer problems. What I was going to say is that it would be beneficial for you to call to mind St. Norbert, Albertus Magnus, Otto I, St. Henry II, Charles V, Handel, Bach, Beethoven, Mozart, Goethe, Von Schlegel, Wilhelm von Ketteler, Adolph Kolping, Fr. Karl Adam, Fr. Heinrich Pesch, Dietrich Bonhoeffer, Dietrich von Hildebrand, Pope Benedict XVI, and of course, yours truly.
Viva Germania!
I'm pretty sure Mozart was Austrian. As for the language itself, It does not lend itself well to verse, which is why Mozart wrote his operas in Italian.
In Almagna, due cento e trentuno
In Germany, two-hundred and thirty-one.
Uhh, someone should remind Mr. J. about Kant, Nietszche, Hegel, Marx...
None of those spoke all three languages together. So they were confused.
Um, Charlemagne? As far as I know, you only know Latin.
The important thing is not to be German, but to speak it . . . as well as Latin and Greek. Mozart certainly spoke German. The main reason he was Austrian was that Germany didn't exist yet.
Well, when I'm finished with Greek, I can start German. All I can say now is "Ich bin ein Berliner" and the word for "second breakfast," which I cannot spell.
Gratias, Meredith, propter Clothesline tuum.
And Sheila? You don't want to go around saying "Ich bin ein Berliner" very much because it means "I'm a jelly donut". :)
Ouch!!! Being German is indeed important. Besides, the Pope is on my side. ;)
Follow My Whimsy: I know about the doughnut. That is why I like the phrase.
Andreth: It is indeed very nice to be German. (So please tell the Gestapo to leave me alone!) But that's not what Mr. J was talking about in the quote. Right? Right. Right . . .
Mozart would have been Austrian even if he had been born today, as Salzburg is most definitely not in Germany. Obviously he spoke German, but he also hired Lorenzo di Laponte to write his librettos, and Laponte did a marvelous job.
Also JRR Tolkien knew Latin, Greek, and German. And studied them in that order: He left the classic dept. to study Germanic and comparative linguistics b/c he found German, Old English, Gothic, etc., more pleasing to his ear and linguistic sense.
Go Tolkien! (From a shameless fan)
From a Christendom Rome student.. thanks for the quotes.. we've been missing them.
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