A fragment -- not shored against my ruin -- of the phrase was in the entry and a further reference in the comments box bekews, and because. I didn't know it. I liked it. Here it is, with thanks for the path to both Berek and Steve Master, and joined in respect to Caputo, whom I met when I was bq's age. And now bq sage.



...his ineffable, effable, efanineffable, deep and inscrutable, singular name.



TS Eliot, The Naming of Cats