You all have the most interesting names. Mine is sort of banal, though it has some profound personal meaning. It’s James (in Italian Giacomo. Derived from the Hebrew Jacob meaning “he who supplants,” or usurps). It’s also the first name of both my father and paternal grandfather.
I rather wish it was my first name. I despise my first name.
“There is a rumor going around that I have found God. I think this is unlikely because I have enough difficulty finding my keys, and there is empirical evidence that they exist.”— Sir Terry Pratchett, The Daily Mail (U.K.), June 21, 2008 (via nonplussedbyreligion)