AEH (old A.E. Housman) is dead, and reminiscing about his life before
AEH: What are you doing here, one may ask?
Housman: Classics, sir. I’m studying for Greats.
AEH: Are you? I did Greats, too.
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AEH: The Romans were foreigners writing for foreigners two millenniums ago; and for people whose gods we find quaint, whose savagery we abominate, whose private habits we don’t like to talk about, but whose idea of what is exquisite is, we flatter ourselves, mysteriously identical with ours.
Tom Stoppard, The Invention of Love, Grove Press, 1997, pp. 30-36.
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