Jesus asked him, "What is your name?"
My name is my only possession from the day that I was born. When I die, it will be the one thing I possess that won't be detached from me personally, carved up and distributed. Not to the State, medical research, or even my descendants.
It's not a bad name. Not a particularly fine one, but it's mine, and I'm used to it. So it saddens me hugely when it is used in a context of dislike, distrust, reproof or disrespect.
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