"It wasn’t called “the Sword of Truth” lightly." - Terry Goodkind
"Really? Did he struggle for days/weeks/months to come up with this profound, and totally non-generic, title?" - Myshkin
"Of course he did. At first it was called the Scimitar of Exactitude, but he felt that it lacked the requisite punch, not to mention the overtones of weirdo cultural diversity. After that, it went through several permutations: the Rapier of Veracity, the Cutlass of Candour, it even spent a brief period as the Katana of Being Pretty Honest in Most Situations, before someone pointed out that he was again edging away from his Anglo-Saxon heritage and all of the nobleness that it embodies. So he was down to two choices, the Poniard of Factual Accuracy, or the Unidentified Edged Weapon of Avoiding Lies. It wasn't until one of his friends invited him to a local back alley freak show that he finally settled on a title, and it was under the name "A Midget has Sex with a Half Octopus Lady" that it finally hit the publishers desk. The final title came out of one of those typographical mishaps which are so common in this era of "movable type", when a technician accidentally reached for the wrong tray while setting the type. The fact that he managed to do this eighteen times in a row and that this, in itself, marked a sharp decrease from the forty one letters the original title should have had only goes to prove that, statistically, if something can happen once, it can happen eighteen time and stop there even if it should continue a little longer.
So, as you can see, it was a hard fought for and statistically improbable title. The odds against the book even having a title this apt were quite staggering." - Will