Quotes About Names

Back in the day, I've heard, particularly with the near-Earth asteroids, there were some asteroid hunters that knew the names of every one.

Aside from this, we should mention two concepts and two names that are still talking points for academics: the paradigm theory developed by Thomas S. Kuhn and the theory of discourse evolved by Michel Foucault. For the moment, it is unclear whether we should read these explorations as value-free ethnologies in the theoretical field or as critical exposure of discursive conformity.

Sie war unruhig, und doch schienen wir - ohne mehr voneinander zu wissen als unsere Namen - über Nacht vertrauter miteinander geworden zu sein.

He read each juror's name: Cynthia Haden, Martha Salcido, Verbe Sutton, Alfredo Carrillo, Arthur Johnson, Lillian Sagron, Felipe Rodriguez, Mary Herrera, Choclate Harris, Arlena Wallace, Don McGee, and Shirley Zelaya.

Era típico de uma prostituta arranjar um nome pomposo. Havia alturas em que pensava que a única razão por que as raparigas entravam neste ramo de actividade era para arranjarem um nome novo e bonito.

My name," the boy said importantly, "is Stacey de Lacey." "But that's a girl's name!" blurted Oliver. Stacey de Lacey's face turned a dark shade of red. "Silence!" he shouted. "Stacey is one of those names that can be for a boy or a girl! Like Hilary, or Leslie, or...um... Anyway...!

C'est très bizarre les noms. Parfois on ne connaît rien d'eux et on les dit sans cesse.

When looking inside some kids' desks, you understand why hurricanes are named after people.

I have a good visual memory. I'm good with faces, but names - I get in trouble a lot; I can't seem to remember people. People think I'm rude. As a side comment, you know, I'm not being rude: I just kind of blank out.

This phrase, 'culture jamming,' was very much in vogue in the 1990s when these superbrands sort of emerged and started kind of projecting their names onto ever more surfaces.

So many Jonathans . A plague of literary Jonathans .

Like other names I censored lately, this was a vote against invoking monsters, against etching their reality into the air.

I kept thinking how they were all names of dead people, and how names are basically the only thing dead people keep.

I kept thinking about how they were all the names of dead people, and how names are basically the only thing that dead people keep.

Nombres tenían pero podían prescindir de apellidos.

It is not probable that the Hittite system of writing passed away without leaving its influence behind it ... There is reason to think that the curious syllabary which continued to be used in Cyprus as late as the age of Alexander the Great was derived from the Hittite hieroglyphs ... It is also possible that the names assigned to the letters even of the Phœnician alphabet were influenced by the hieroglyphs of the Hittites.

I think the names of colors are at the edge, between where language fails and where it's at its most powerful.

America is layered with the given graffiti, names of its generous dead. There isn't a museum or hospital, a theater or municipal amenity, however humble, that can't be blessed with the remembrance of the comfortably-off and defunct. The money left to Ivy League universities in America isn't about the needs of learning.

Glory? Glory is for those too weak to find their inner strength, leaving them hollow parasites, feeding on the affection of even lesser men. Glory is for cowards, too afraid to let their names die.

Glory is for those too weak to find inner strength, leaving them hollow parasites, feeding on the affection of even lesser man. Glory is for cowards, too afraid to let their names die.

How could you build a reputation in an environment where the only people who got names were the interns and the sad old retirees who clamber in to relive the glory days? While

In my case, a papadaddy is a father. My paternal grandfather was called Papa by my father who was called Daddy by me.

There's always been something a little pathetic for me at the work parties I've attended, especially thinking back to the restaurants I worked in. I remember a Christmas party in which we all got free T-shirts with the restaurant on the front and our names on the back.

I enjoy sitting beside Paul Merson every Saturday and listening to his unique pronunciation of foreign names. That really tickles me.