Arthur

I don't particularly care for the fiction of Michael Cunningham, but I can nonetheless appreciate this appreciation:

Let's try to forget that the words "Call me Ishmael" mean anything, and think about how they sound.
Listen to the vowel sounds: ah, ee, soft i, aa. Four of them, each different, and each a soft, soothing note. Listen too to the way the line is bracketed by consonants. We open with the hard c, hit the l at the end of "call," and then, in a lovely act of symmetry, hit the l at the end of "Ishmael." "Call me Arthur" or "Call me Bob" are adequate but not, for musical reasons, as satisfying.