The cosmos is all that is, ever was, and ever will be. The very contemplation of the Cosmos is shocking: a shiver runs down our spine, our throat clenches, and we feel, faintly, like a vague memory, as if we were falling from a height. We realize that we are touching the greatest of all mysteries. Likewise with a woman, we see only what we are allowed to see, without noticing the full depth and scope of her personality. What is she pondering right now? What is she dreaming? We may never know.