To Sherlock Holmes she is always
the woman. I have seldom heard him mention her under any other name.
~
A Scandal in Bohemia
by
Sir Arthur Conan Doyle
What's in a name? That is what we ask ourselves in childhood when we write the name that we are told is ours.
~
Ulysses
by
James Joyce
We must pass over a part of Mrs. Rebecca Crawley's biography with that lightness and delicacy which the world demands--the moral world, that has, perhaps, no particular objection to vice, but an insuperable repugnance to hearing vice called by its proper name.
~
Vanity Fair
by
William Makepeace Thackeray
"Your Honour, unless your Honour, without a moment's loss of time, makes sail for the nearest shore, this is a doomed ship, and her name is the Coffin!"
~
The Uncommercial Traveller - Nurse's Stories
by
Charles Dickens
The first diabolical character who intruded himself on my peaceful youth (as I called to mind that day at Dullborough), was a certain Captain Murderer. This wretch must have been an off-shoot of the Blue Beard family, but I had no suspicion of the consanguinity in those times. His warning name would seem to have awakened no general prejudice against him, for he was admitted into the best society and possessed immense wealth. Captain Murderer's mission was matrimony, and the gratification of a cannibal appetite with tender brides.
~
The Uncommercial Traveller - Nurse's Stories
by
Charles Dickens
"I cannot tell what the dickens his name is."
~
The Merry Wives of Windsor
by
William Shakespeare
And though home is a name, a word, it is a strong one; stronger than magician ever spoke, or spirit answered to, in strongest conjuration.
~
Martin Chuzzlewit
by
Charles Dickens
"My name is Sherlock Holmes. It is my business to know what other people don't know."
~
The Adventure of the Blue Carbuncle
by
Sir Arthur Conan Doyle
"Peggotty!" repeated Miss Betsey, with some indignation. "Do you mean to say, child, that any human being has gone into a Christian church, and got herself named Peggotty?"
~
David Copperfield
by
Charles Dickens
Guilt, on the contrary, like a base thief, suspects every eye that beholds him to be privy to his transgressions, and every tongue that mentions his name to be proclaiming them.
~
Amelia
by
Henry Fielding