"My name is Norval; on the Grampian hills My father feeds his flocks; a frugal swain, Whose constant cares were to increase his store, And keep his only son, myself, at home."

"Fate tried to conceal him by naming him Smith."

"A nickname is the hardest stone that the devil can throw at a man."

"One of the few, the immortal names, That were not born to die."

"My name may have buoyancy enough to float upon the sea of time."

""Whose name was writ in water!" What large laughter Among the immortals when that word was brought! Then when his fiery spirit rose flaming after, High toward the topmost heaven of heavens up-caught! "All hail! our younger brother!" Shakespeare said, And Dante nodded his imperial head."

"I cannot say the crow is white, But needs must call a spade a spade."

"The blackest ink of fate was sure my lot, And when fate writ my name it made a blot."

"Ficum vocamus ficum, et scapham scapham."

"Above any Greek or Roman name."

"He lives who dies to win a lasting name."

"Called me wessel, Sammy—a wessel of wrath."

"The dodgerest of all the dodgers."

"Known by the sobriquet of "The Artful Dodger.""

""Brooks of Sheffield": "'Somebody's sharp.' 'Who is?'" asked the gentleman, laughing. I looked up quickly, being curious to know. "Only Brooks of Sheffield," said Mr. Murdstone. I was glad to find it was only Brooks of Sheffield; for at first I really thought that it was I."

"Some to the fascination of a name, Surrender judgment hoodwinked."

"Ah! replied my gentle fair, Beloved, what are names but air? Choose thou whatever suits the line: Call me Sappho, call me Chloris, Call me Lalage, or Doris, Only, only, call me thine."

"Who hath not own'd, with rapture-smitten frame, The power of grace, the magic of a name."

"Oh, Amos Cottle!—Phœbus! what a name!"

"I have a passion for the name of "Mary," For once it was a magic sound to me, And still it half calls up the realms of fairy, Where I beheld what never was to be."

"He left a Corsair's name to other times, Linked with one virtue, and a thousand crimes."

"Call a spade a spade."

"Je ne puis rien nommer si ce n'est par son nom; J'appelle un chat un chat, et Rollet un fripon."

"Oh! no! we never mention her, Her name is never heard; My lips are now forbid to speak That once familiar word."

"The name of Jehovah is a strong tower. Into it the righteous runs and is given protection."

"A good name is rather to be chosen than great riches."

"My name is Legion."

"But unto you that fear my name shall the Sun of righteousness arise with healing in his wings."

"There be of them that have left a name behind them."

"A good name is better than precious ointment."

"Few perhaps are the days of the just man’s life but an honored name endures forever."

"The rulers wanted to fool people, since they saw that people have a kinship with what is truly good. They took the names of the good and assigned them to what is not good, to fool people with names and link the names to what is not good. So, as if they were doing people a favor, they took names from what is not good and transferred them to the good, in their own way of thinking. For they wished to take free people and enslave them forever."

"Truth brought forth names in the world for us, and no one can refer to truth without names. Truth is one and many, for our sakes, to teach us about the one, in love, through the many."

"The names of worldly things are utterly deceptive, for they turn the heart from what is real to what is unreal. Whoever hears the word god thinks not of what is real but rather of what is unreal. So also with the words father, son, holy spirit, life, light, resurrection, church, and all the rest, people do not think of what is real but of what is unreal, [though] the words refer to what is real. The words [that are] heard belong to this world. [Do not be] deceived. If words belonged to the eternal realm, they would never be pronounced in this world, nor would they designate worldly things. They would refer to what is in the eternal realm."

"Love is my name."

"The tao that can be described is not the eternal Tao. The name that can be spoken is not the eternal Name. The nameless is the boundary of Heaven and Earth. The named is the mother of creation. Freed from desire, you can see the hidden mystery. By having desire, you can only see what is visibly real."

"The unnameable is the eternally real. Naming is the origin of all particular things."

"I don't want my name on anything."