I would be a falcon, small, quick, and deadly. brown and white of course.
If you were an author, what emotion would your writing characterise?
I would be a falcon, small, quick, and deadly. brown and white of course.
If you were an author, what emotion would your writing characterise?
I think if you make a signature, you should inspire some emotion in someone else. I also think it would be pretentious for me to think I could do that.
An author does not characterize just one emotion...but a myriad of emotions, and a variety of feelings and senses...
If you were one of the characters in one of my stories, what emotion would you want me to focus on?
Les Miserables,
Volume 1, Fifth Book, Chapter 3
Remember this, my friends: there are no such things as bad plants or bad men. There are only bad cultivators.
dream-like euphoria coupled with earth-shattering dispair
If you were a character in a book, what emotion would you likely bring to the reader?
I think if you make a signature, you should inspire some emotion in someone else. I also think it would be pretentious for me to think I could do that.
I would like to see a gentle smile on the face of the reader. (But it depends upon writer after all.)
If you were a singer which type of song would you choose?
I must create a system, or be enslaved by another man's. ~ William Blake
Captivity is consciousness,
So's liberty. ~ Emily Dickinson
Compassion
aliengirl: jazz
If you were an egg how would you be colored?
Les Miserables,
Volume 1, Fifth Book, Chapter 3
Remember this, my friends: there are no such things as bad plants or bad men. There are only bad cultivators.
Normally I'd say some other color, but right now my mind is fixed on the color of a deep violet
If you were a vegetable how would you taste?
I think if you make a signature, you should inspire some emotion in someone else. I also think it would be pretentious for me to think I could do that.
I'd use my tongue...
If you were a cartoon mouse, which one would you be?
Les Miserables,
Volume 1, Fifth Book, Chapter 3
Remember this, my friends: there are no such things as bad plants or bad men. There are only bad cultivators.
That's clever
I'd be Jerry
If you were a cartoon cat...
I think if you make a signature, you should inspire some emotion in someone else. I also think it would be pretentious for me to think I could do that.
That white kitten from the Aristocats (not the mom, the baby).
How about if you were a cartoon dog?
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"Personal note: When I was a little kid my mother told me not to stare into the sun. So once when I was six, I did. At first the brightness was overwhelming, but I had seen that before. I kept looking, forcing myself not to blink, and then the brightness began to dissolve. My pupils shrunk to pinholes and everything came into focus and for a moment I understood. The doctors didn't know if my eyes would ever heal."
-Pi
Hong Kong Phooey
If you were a movie, what would you be about?
Les Miserables,
Volume 1, Fifth Book, Chapter 3
Remember this, my friends: there are no such things as bad plants or bad men. There are only bad cultivators.
I'd be a supernatural ballet film called "Black Swan."
If you were a glass figurine, what would you be and what kind of person would own you?
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"Personal note: When I was a little kid my mother told me not to stare into the sun. So once when I was six, I did. At first the brightness was overwhelming, but I had seen that before. I kept looking, forcing myself not to blink, and then the brightness began to dissolve. My pupils shrunk to pinholes and everything came into focus and for a moment I understood. The doctors didn't know if my eyes would ever heal."
-Pi
A cat...and a Crooked Magician (you have to read The Patchwork Girl of Oz to understand)
If you lived in Oz, what would you be like?
Les Miserables,
Volume 1, Fifth Book, Chapter 3
Remember this, my friends: there are no such things as bad plants or bad men. There are only bad cultivators.
I'd be the Good Witch of the North.
If you were a stuffed animal, what would you be?
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"Personal note: When I was a little kid my mother told me not to stare into the sun. So once when I was six, I did. At first the brightness was overwhelming, but I had seen that before. I kept looking, forcing myself not to blink, and then the brightness began to dissolve. My pupils shrunk to pinholes and everything came into focus and for a moment I understood. The doctors didn't know if my eyes would ever heal."
-Pi
Glinda...good choice
A dog with red terry cloth ears...the one that I loved as a child (and still have)
Same ??
Les Miserables,
Volume 1, Fifth Book, Chapter 3
Remember this, my friends: there are no such things as bad plants or bad men. There are only bad cultivators.
A really ragged old beaver, Dave's favorite from his first round of hospital trips.
If you were a scent, which would you be (and would you be natural or synthetic)?
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"Personal note: When I was a little kid my mother told me not to stare into the sun. So once when I was six, I did. At first the brightness was overwhelming, but I had seen that before. I kept looking, forcing myself not to blink, and then the brightness began to dissolve. My pupils shrunk to pinholes and everything came into focus and for a moment I understood. The doctors didn't know if my eyes would ever heal."
-Pi
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