We use names to speak hypothetically about what could have happened to a person.

When I hear that name spoken, it fills me with love, but only for you.

"Or perhaps I will curse your name and never speak to you again."

These names speak for one aspect after another of American portraiture over the last 100 and some years.

"Their names sort of speak for themselves," he said vaguely.

His name, yes, though I should not speak it now.

She's already forgotten all about Rose, never speaks her name.

Her - lips shaped that name rather than spoke it aloud.

His name practically speaks for itself when referring to how high he is above the faculty.

"Do not speak so on the name of God!"