"Just a name? Ah, lady, there is no such thing! Names strike at chords we cannot compass and touch us to inviolable strands strung through time. For good or ill, the names imposed upon our younger selves become bound up in what we seem to be.

"But this is not to advise despair, for each of us may fill a name in unheard ways, shaping the enforced titles into something suitable, something inextricable from the self. Something that rings with what you are.

"And so I say that the name 'Irma' is filled with nuances I cannot yet perceive (the suggestions of which ensnare my mind) and stands yet to be made fuller still."