“Haiku sounds like I'm
Saying hi to someone named
Ku. Hi, Ku. Hello.”

“Hello. I'm hello, and I'd like to say myself.”

“Every country-side wished to have its own Ku Klux, founded in secrecy and mystery like the mother ‘Den’ at Pulaski, until at last there had sprung into existence a great Ku Klux Klan, an ‘Invisible Empire of the South,’ bound together in loose organization to protect the southern country from some of the ugliness hazards of a time of revolution.”

“Dreams like a podcast,
Downloading truth in my ears.
They tell me cool stuff."
"Apollo?" I guess, because I figured nobody else could make a haiku that bad.
He put his finger to his lips. "I'm incognito. Call me Fred."
"A god named Fred?”

“My chest hurts… It hurts. The sound of his name is like a knife in my heart.”

“"Hello, what's your name?"
"My name is Mr. Fischer, what's your name?"
"Bush. I'm Mr. Bush."”

“Hello, my name is Zach Galifianakis, and I hope I'm pronouncing that right.”

“[having been recognized by a woman in a diner]
She sits down across the table from me, and didn't say "Hi, hello, my name is…." She just said "this is what I'm going to tell my husband when he gets home from work today. I'm going to tell him that I had lunch with Jeff Foxworthy."”

“Edward knew what it was like to say over and over again the names of those you had left behind. He knew what it was like to miss someone. And so he listened. And in his listening, his heart opened wide and then wider still. (page 103)”

“The way Magnus’ breath had sounded, rattling in his chest, before he’d said his father’s name.”