The Greeks were compulsive storytellers, spinning epic yarns out of a twig that had happened to stir in the wind. Every region had its heroes and villains, its nonagenarian enchanters, who thrilled and terrified eager ears in equal measure. A special language existed for these stories, malleable and mellow, trilling with local gutturals and plosives, with lilts and brash echoes, rhythms and dynamics.
Lovely writing in just this review. On my list.