How helpless are we in the face of fate? Sophocles Antigone explores the nature of tragic fate and the implications for human agency. With them the Seed of Wisdom did I sow, And with my own hand labor’d it to grow: And this was all the Harvest that I reap’d-. “I came like Water, and like Wind I go.” This is a poem from Omar Khayyam’s Rubáiyát. I always think of this poem...