Behind every philosopher, as behind any other intellectual, there is a woman, whether in the guise of a mother, a lover, a wife or a sister, or even a simulacrum, think of the Dantesque Beatrice, and in the case of the philosophers who are often teachers, also of female students. Philosophers almost always ask a lot of their women, if not everything, almost life itself. Women give everything, even life, like true mothers, and they are also happy for having given. The symbiosis is perfect. And the reader or the spectator of philosophy, that is to say, us, what role do we have in front of this game? With Kant we can say that, as long as the world is not "great and terrible", until when it is not "trying to transform it", we can only observe, which is not little. Practically until the end of the 19th century there is no female philosopher, there is not even a word to indicate such a thing. And yet there have been no shortage of relationships between philosophers and women, analyzing them serves to judge the value of a philosophy. The facts show that philosophers have intentionally marginalized women from theoretical thought, relegating them to the role of objects of thought, but they also show that philosophers have loved, to the point that many theoretical systems have been elaborated by love itself, if Well, it was the love of knowledge (philo-sophía): love of knowledge that went hand in hand with love for women, masquerading as love for a woman. All philosophers are warriors in search of their own Ariadne.