Parva leves capiunt animas

If you’re just an ordinary schlub who would like to sound clever, erudite, and scholarly, nothing does the trick quite like sprinkling your conversation with Latin phrases. Here are some that you’re sure to find useful in common everyday situations:

Magister Mundi sum.
I am the Master of the Universe.

Sentio aliquos togatos contra me conspirare.
I think some people in togas are plotting against me.

Si hoc legere scis nimium eruditionis habes. 
If you can read this, you’re overeducated.

Mellita, domi adsum. 
Honey, I’m home.

Totum dependeat.
Let it all hang out.

Recedite, plebes! Gero rem imperialem!
Stand aside, plebians! I am on imperial business!

Quo signo nata es?
What’s your sign?

Caesar si viveret, ad remum dareris.
If Caesar were alive, you’d be chained to an oar.

Quantum materiae materietur marmota monax si marmota monax materiam possit materiari?
How much wood would a woodchuck chuck if a woodchuck could chuck wood?

Noli me vocare, ego te vocabo.
Don’t call me, I’ll call you.

Nullo metro compositum est.
It doesn’t rhyme.

Non curo. Si metrum non habet, non est poema.
I don’t care. If it doesn’t rhyme, it isn’t a poem.

Fac ut gaudeam.
Make my day.

Braccae illae virides cum subucula rosea et tunica Caledonia-quam elenganter concinnatur!
Those green pants go well with that pink shirt and plaid jacket!

Sic faciunt omnes.
Everyone is doing it.

Non calor sed umor est qui nobis incommodat.
It’s not the heat, it’s the humidity.

Utinam barbari spatium proprium tuum invadant.
May barbarians invade your personal space.

Fac ut vivas.
Get a life.

Utinam coniurati te in foro interficiant.
May conspirators assassinate you in the mall.

Fac me cocleario vomere.
Gag me with a spoon.

Te audire no possum. Musa sapientum fixa est in aure.
I can’t hear you. I have a banana in my ear.

In vita priore ego imperator Romanus fui.
In a previous life I was a Roman Emperor.

Utinam logica falsa tuam philosophiam totam suffodiant.
May faulty logic undermine your entire philosophy.

Si hoc signum legere potes, operis boni in rebus Latinus alacribus et fructuosis potiri potes.
If you can read this sign, you can get a good job in the fast-paced, high-paying world of Latin.

Catapultam habeo. Nisi pecuniam omnem mihi dabis, ad caput tuum saxum immane mittam.
I have a catapult. Give me all the money, or I will fling an enormous rock at your head.

Sentio aliquos togatos contra me conspirare.

16 Responses to Parva leves capiunt animas

  1. Thomas Anger says:

    These remind me of the banner beneath the coat of arms on packs of Pall Mall cigarettes (which I smoked long ago and far away): In hoc signo vinces. (By this sign you shall conquer.) Not the surgeon general’s warning.

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  2. Embeecee says:

    I was going to say (in Latin) that you aren’t paranoid, they are out to get you, but it didn’t translate at all well….. Oh well. Carpe diem.

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  3. Jeanette says:

    Love it! May have to use some of these.

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  4. Yvonne says:

    Absolutely brilliant.

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  5. Abigail says:

    I spent only one year in middle school learning Latin, but I must admit that I felt quite clever and educated that year. Latin has this ancient charm that elevates one’s ego. (Since that one year try, I have devoted my foreign-language-learning energy to Mandarin Chinese, an admittedly more useful language, though not as highfalutin as Latin.)

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    • You’re smart to concentrate on one language. In the course of my misspent youth, I took one year of Spanish, two years of Latin, two years of French, and a couple of semesters of New Testament Greek. If instead of switching languages constantly I had concentrated on just one, I would actually be fluent in a second language today, instead of knowing just a smattering of several of them.

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  6. hodie factus es mihi

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  7. egorr says:

    Non Carborundum Basturdus.

    Yeah, yeah, I know…

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  8. mitchteemley says:

    I’m picturing Clint Eastwood saying, “Go ahead, fac ut gaudeam, punk!”

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