“Confound my genteel upbringing! I could not think of any name foul enough to call him.”
“Yes, I still think of him as that, call him that. It's as real as any of his other names.”
“He was my crack. I could never get enough, and when I had him I was already thinking about when I could have him next.”
“She had a foul mouth. I didn’t think I could be more smitten.”
“My father’s family name being Pirrip, and my Christian name Philip, my infant tongue could make of both names nothing longer or more explicit than Pip. So, I called myself Pip, and came to be called Pip.”
“Not his real name, darling, but my own name for him. I never thought it could be like this. I never thought one could be so close, and yet so different to a single human being. He is everything I've never been, and yet I love him more than any person or anything I've ever known.”