“The wildish task of a man is to find the true names of a woman, and not to misuse that knowledge to seize power over her, but rather to comprehend the numinous substance from which she is made, to let it wash over him, amaze him, shock him, even spook him. And to stay with it. And to sing out her names over her. It will make her eyes shine. It will make his eyes shine.” C.P. ESTES
