Soul-refreshing are your lips,
Breath of Christ are your lips.
The god of beauty, with nectar divine
Has charged the goblet of your lips.
Wisdom, philosophy, deep truths,
Inform the utterance of your lips.
With ruby-pen the lovers of your lines,
Inscribe the message of your lips.
The grass, the foliage, and the bloom,
Forever crave to kiss your lips.
My palate and tongue get honey-drenched,
Whensoever I mention your lips.
What an treat for Wali's tongue,
Morn and eve to praise your lips!

When you love someone, you say their name different. Like it's safe inside your mouth.

She said brightly when he had finished reading, "It's pronounced vee-ick-ulls, Richard. No 'h.' Accent on the first syllable."

Remember that a person’s name is to that person the sweetest and most important sound in any language.

Marcia: I appreciated the simplicity and when you just stand there and people hear your voice it's beautiful.

Glad my name came up. Thank audience, mentor, all who made my workplace enjoyable.

"Papa is a preferable mode of address," observed Mrs General. "Father is rather vulgar, my dear. The word Papa, besides, gives a pretty form to the lips. Papa, potatoes, poultry, prunes, and prism are all very good words for the lips: especially prunes and prism. You will find it serviceable, in the formation of a demeanour, if you sometimes say to yourself in company — on entering a room, for instance — Papa, potatoes, poultry, prunes and prism, prunes and prism.

When you call me that, smile!

I’m in love with your pretense like you’re in love with mine.

Blessed is your name. Blessed is the confession of your name.

Feeling like the voice she liked best in all the world was calling her name.

I made my mark and the universe blessed me with the voice I use now. I speak at events.

From whose lips the streams of words ran sweeter than honey.

Jo's eyes sparkled, for it's always pleasant to be believed in; and a friend's praise is always sweeter than a dozen newspaper puffs.