Now when Ra, the greatest of the gods, was created, his father had given him a secret name, so awful that no man dared to seek for it, and so pregnant with power that all the other gods desired to know and possess it too.
– F. H. Brooksbank, The Story of Ra and Isis

Odysseus, who had first avoided identifying himself, and then given a false, impossible appellation, now supplies his real name in full: he is Odysseus, sacker of cities, son of Laertes, who lives in Ithaca. Odysseus' mention of his true name acts as a flash of illumination for the blind giant, who now comprehends an earlier prediction concerning the loss of sight. The enlightened Cyclops does not respond with stones this time, but with the force of words. Polyphemus is able, at long last, to bend language to his needs, and he carefully repeats, word for word, Odysseus' name, epithet, patronym and country of origin, when he prays to his father Poseidon to punish him.
– Deborah Levine Gera, Ancient Greek Ideas on Speech, Language, and Civilization

And I, methinks, am gone astray
In trackless wastes and lone.
– Charlotte Brontë, "Apostasy"

I cannot live with You—
It would be Life—
And Life is over there—
Behind the Shelf
– Emily Dickinson