Amitai is my name. It's one of the most obscure Biblical names: he was the father of Jonah: he's mentioned in passing, once in Jonah 1:1. For most of my life, I hated it, because nobody who didn't speak Hebrew could seem to pronounce it right (Ah-mee-TIE). But eventually, despite that, I learned to love it, because it comes from the Hebrew word, "Emet," which means truth; the name translates literally as something along the lines of "Truthful One," or "Faithful." And I think that's a good name to try and live up to.
Most people just call me Ami, though. (AH-mee, not like Amy spelled by a cheerleader).
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Dull sublunary lovers love,
Whose soul is sense, cannot admit
Absence, because it doth remove
That thing which elemented it.
(From "A Valediction: Forbidding Mourning" by John Donne)
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