Honorificabilitudinity
I didn’t make this up. Some time ago this word came into my mailbox from A.Word.A.Day – a mailing list that I’ve been subscribed for few years now. The word so totally shocked me in a good educating way, so linguistically overwhelmed my mind, and besotted my imagination that I feel the need to share my little discovery with everybody else, who would care…see if you can pronounce it…from back to front too ;-)
The following has been taken from here :
honorificabilitudinity (ON-uh-rif-i-kay-bi-li-too-DIN-i-tee ) noun
Honorableness.
[From Medieval Latin honorificabilitudinitas, from Latin honor.]
Another form of this, honorificabilitudinitatibus (27 letters), is the
longest word Shakespeare ever used. It comes out of the mouth of Costard,
the clown, in Love's Labour's Lost:
"I marvel thy master hath not eaten thee for a word;
for thou art not so long by the head as
honorificabilitudinitatibus: thou art easier
swallowed than a flap-dragon."
Isn't it amazing what kind of words could be found in human's minds out there?!
Being not myself lately…do I have to explain? Nah, never attempt to explain unexplainable things…anyway, back and writing in retrospective – notes from the last few weeks. In random order…(hmmm…isn’t it oxymoron – “random order”?) I think it should be! The same like as someone noticed: underneath of every order there lies a chaos. A very clever thought, something for a further thinking…Anyway, back to the notes…
Note to self:
No matter how much you do, there is always plenty left to be done still…
Another note to self:
When you wish to find an excuse not to do what you supposed to do, you always find one…
And yet another one to the same person:
Once you hoped onto anti-social wagon, suddenly you find it difficult to jump off it, as it keeps driving through your days like express train, with no stops between the stations…
Last week event
Now is way back in a past, but thought, I’d make a note of it anyway. Last week our Little And Awfully Friendly River had a nervous breakdown and exploded like an overriped watermelon. In other words – she flooded. In a very beautiful way. She is normally a small and pretty river, calmly carries her waters strictly in a green frame of natural growth. Here are some views of “before” and “after” :
Another view of her is my favourite - taken from a bridge. It amazes me how the river looks like a Huge Waterway – an avenue into the Kingdom of Moist&Dampness (the trees supposed to be on her banks and those small piles on the left were, actually, tents on the opposite side of her). I love the feeling of undisturbed smoothness of the wet surface; a cosy boat moored by the imagined shore…a beautiful allegory of a New Beginning of a World…or the End of it…yeah…and we all will grow fins and will dive back into the waters where the evolution brought us from, and we will be playful like dolphins, frolicking with our friends, careless and happy…
errrrrmmmm…that was some Very Wet Thought from last week of my life...
I didn’t make this up. Some time ago this word came into my mailbox from A.Word.A.Day – a mailing list that I’ve been subscribed for few years now. The word so totally shocked me in a good educating way, so linguistically overwhelmed my mind, and besotted my imagination that I feel the need to share my little discovery with everybody else, who would care…see if you can pronounce it…from back to front too ;-)
The following has been taken from here :
honorificabilitudinity (ON-uh-rif-i-kay-bi-li-too-DIN-i-tee ) noun
Honorableness.
[From Medieval Latin honorificabilitudinitas, from Latin honor.]
Another form of this, honorificabilitudinitatibus (27 letters), is the
longest word Shakespeare ever used. It comes out of the mouth of Costard,
the clown, in Love's Labour's Lost:
"I marvel thy master hath not eaten thee for a word;
for thou art not so long by the head as
honorificabilitudinitatibus: thou art easier
swallowed than a flap-dragon."
Isn't it amazing what kind of words could be found in human's minds out there?!
Being not myself lately…do I have to explain? Nah, never attempt to explain unexplainable things…anyway, back and writing in retrospective – notes from the last few weeks. In random order…(hmmm…isn’t it oxymoron – “random order”?) I think it should be! The same like as someone noticed: underneath of every order there lies a chaos. A very clever thought, something for a further thinking…Anyway, back to the notes…
Note to self:
No matter how much you do, there is always plenty left to be done still…
Another note to self:
When you wish to find an excuse not to do what you supposed to do, you always find one…
And yet another one to the same person:
Once you hoped onto anti-social wagon, suddenly you find it difficult to jump off it, as it keeps driving through your days like express train, with no stops between the stations…
Last week event
Now is way back in a past, but thought, I’d make a note of it anyway. Last week our Little And Awfully Friendly River had a nervous breakdown and exploded like an overriped watermelon. In other words – she flooded. In a very beautiful way. She is normally a small and pretty river, calmly carries her waters strictly in a green frame of natural growth. Here are some views of “before” and “after” :
Another view of her is my favourite - taken from a bridge. It amazes me how the river looks like a Huge Waterway – an avenue into the Kingdom of Moist&Dampness (the trees supposed to be on her banks and those small piles on the left were, actually, tents on the opposite side of her). I love the feeling of undisturbed smoothness of the wet surface; a cosy boat moored by the imagined shore…a beautiful allegory of a New Beginning of a World…or the End of it…yeah…and we all will grow fins and will dive back into the waters where the evolution brought us from, and we will be playful like dolphins, frolicking with our friends, careless and happy…
errrrrmmmm…that was some Very Wet Thought from last week of my life...