This obscure light which falls from the stars (Corneille, Le Cid, IV, 3).
Woman does not exist but we talk about it all the more. It is a generalised, productive, even flamboyant fiction in which psychoanalysis participates in its own way. For the bibliographer, this abundance is both a blessing and a curse, as the assurance that he or she will serve a purpose.
As the theme requires a light and evocative style, we will avoid the exhaustive bibliography in favour of lesser-known quotations accompanied by short comments. We will leave room for surprise, incomprehension and enigma.