In some ways, it's a bit akin to magic (except with the advantage that sometimes it really works). When someone talks maths at me, sometimes I get a momentary little inkling of what they're on about, and it stretches my brain a bit letting some fireworks in, and that's a pretty powerful aphrodisiac. I do wonder, though, if I did have a better grasp of maths if that would kill the romance and mystery of it rather than enhance it. But that would be a one way path of discovery - no turning back.