Tradition has it that in 406 B.C., when the great Greek tragedian Sophocles was 90 years old, his son and executor Iophon, in a brazen attempt to get his hands on the estate before his father had died, took him to court on the charge of being senile and therefore incapable of managing the family finances. By way of defending himself, the nonagenarian dramatist simply recited—from memory, without cue cards or teleprompter— several passages from his Oedipus at Colonus, which he had just completed but not yet published. Struck by the magnificence of what they had heard, the judges peremptorily dismissed the suit against him and chastised his avaricious accuser.
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