It’s curious, and perhaps not coincidental, that those who search out and seek to punish so-called hate speech haven't yet turned their attention to expressions of class hatred.

As we saw in the previous essay in this series, Oedipus Rex presents the riddle of man without offering any solution. 

This year we celebrate the Year of Dante, marking 700 years since the poet’s death on September 14, 1321.

Oedipus Rex by Sophocles is more than merely a tragedy.

Art provides an initial sign of the Christian vision, and Christian witness confirms its living reality in the world.

Christ taught us regarding himself: I am the way. 

"Sometimes, doctor," a patient of mine once said to me, "I feel like the little boy with his finger in the dyke, crying wolf."

Sophocles is probably the greatest dramatist in the history of civilization, with the obvious exception of Shakespeare. 

More than most of Shakespeare’s plays, Julius Caesar begs a good many questions. 

For the child — and the adult who knows there is still a child in all of us — fairy tales reveal truths about ourselves and the world.