Love Hurts

There I was, minding my own business at the end of Book V of the Aeneid, when I came across the word concussus. It means “stunned” as in a concussion. Virgil was using it to describe a sailor who had just discovered that his friend had fallen overboard during the night. I wanted to make sure I had it right, so I looked it up. That’s when I found, by chance,¬†complexus. I do that a lot: wander around dictionaries, libraries, malls, cities. You can learn a lot that way. Just have good shoes and bus fare. What I read about … Continue reading Love Hurts