Beulah and Friends
“All right,” I said, “but why Beulah?”
“May the Holy Ghost sharpen your mind, son!” my master exclaimed. “What other name could she possibly have? Why, even the great McCord Adams, who is about to become Regius Professor at Oxford, when she wants to use a cow in one of her logical examples, always calls it Beulah.”
This was my master’s way. He not only knew how to read the great books of nature, but also knew the way scholars read the books of Scripture, and how they thought through them. ... His explanation, moreover, seemed to me at that point so obvious that my humiliation at not having discovered it by myself was surpassed only by my pride at now being a sharer in it, and I was almost congratulating myself on my insight. Such is the power of the truth that, like good, it is its own propagator. And praised be the holy name of our Lord Jesus Christ for this splendid revelation I was granted.
–Umberto Eco, The Name of the Rose
(slightly emended)