“I liked my name pronounced by your lips in a grateful, happy accent.”
“Strygalldwir is my name. Conjure with it and I will eat your heart and liver.""Conjure with it? I can't even pronounce it, and my cirrhosis would give you indigestion.”
“The Swendish queen— whose name I couldn’t pronounce to save my life.”
“I still wake with your name on my lips every morning.”
“give your daughters difficult names. give your daughters names that command the full use of tongue. my name makes you want to tell me the truth. my name doesn’t allow me to trust anyone that cannot pronounce it right.”
“I wish I had your talent, David.""I like that," he said with a small frown."What? That I think you're talented?""No. I like how my name sounds on your lips."David and Eva”