There once was a man by the name of Callow Quibblesquawk.
He was born to this name, and from conception he hated it. His heart beat for the first time 3 weeks later.. but he hated his name. Some 3 months after this, his daddy left the picture... he hated him from the beginning, no doubt... certainly the reason for giving him this wretched name. Thirty-eight weeks after his conception, he was born! But his birth name wasn't changed. He learned about God at age 3.. ah, the man responsible for his misery. Through his childhood he was teased and hazed, all because of his cursed name. He never once had a girlfriend... or a friend for that matter, no one liked his name. And how could they? The universe had cursed him with this terrible name!
Everybody else, everywhere else, was happy, except for him, and all because of his name. The curse of this name haunted him throughout his life, it invaded his every moment, and he blamed it for anything that ever occurred to him, and never once allowed him happiness-- not for a second.
He loathed his name with all his soul, so he finally took his life on the day of his 22th birthday, leaving a note over his bed saying, "Every once in a while, God screws up. It happens once every eternity, and it had to happen to me. I lived a sad life, the world hated me, and no one ever gave me happiness. No one ever looked past my cover. The entirety of my life was callow quibble squawk. I reaped what I sowed."
"Happiness is as a butterfly which, when
pursued, is always beyond our grasp, but
which, if you will sit down quietly, may
alight upon you."
-Nathaniel Hawthorne, American author
"...our happiness depends on our
dispositions, not our circumstances."
-Martha Washington, first First Lady
"Happiness depends upon ourselves."
-Aristotle
"The thing we call a rose would smell just
as sweet if we called it by any other name."
-Juliet, from Shakespeare's Romeo & Juliet
