I think I underestimated the Greeks. That may be obvious because I hadn’t read Homer, or any Greek literature, until this year.

There is an intensity to these plays that speaks to the soul, if you let it. My favorite was Antigone, but Oedipus the King is a close second. There can be a lot said for the dichotomy of fate and freewill, which Sophocles deeply explores.

It was a pleasant surprise to see I had Fagles’ translation. Bernard Knox’s introduction was insightful and enjoyable, and I’m someone who finds introductions dry and tedious.

Now I ought to read Aeschylus and Euripides. Or maybe, who knows? Get crazy (for me) and delve into some Plato and Aristotle.