“It is not a name as I could wish any one that I had a respect for, to call me by; but there may be persons that would not view it with the same objections. – I don’t know why.”

(Charles Dickens, Our Mutual Friend, 1864-5)


Some water-side heads, which (like the water) were none of the clearest, harboured muddled notions that, because of her dignity and firmness, she was named after, or in some sort related to, the Abbey at Westminster. But Abbey was only short for Abigail, by which name Miss Potterson had been christened at Limehouse Church, some sixty and odd years before.

(Charles Dickens, Our Mutual friend, 1864-5)


“Sissy is not a name. Don’t call yourself Sissy. Call yourself Cecilia.”

(Charles Dickens, Hard Times, 1854)


“Cecilia is a pretty name.”

(Charles Dickens, Nicholas Nickleby, 1858-9)