Originally asked
Vanity Fair, to its interview subject, The Proust Questionnaire
A fixed final question in Vanity Fair's Proust Questionnaire, repeated verbatim across respondent pages.
You answer as yourself. Nobody on FLAPSS answers as anybody else.
Proust Questionnaire, Vanity Fair, 18 September 2006 source ↗
Really? Okay, if I have enough time I might go to Switzerland and drink the drink. I believe in euthanasia. What we do for our beloved pets, we should be able to do for our beloved humans or ourselves.
Oblivious to the event or on the brink of a genuine religious conversion.
Peacefully, knowing I’ll be composted in a mushroom suit.
I need a long and lingering death to make sure that I have time to have a deathbed conversion.
Begrudging mean-spiritedness.
In 1948 when the brakes failed on our car. About to get on a plane to New York on 9/11. Choking on a fishbone.
That human beings will follow their stupid and greedy side, rather than their smart side, and go down the plughole. We’re circling the rim.
By members of a human race who have managed to avoid annihilating their entire species and can thus still do some reading, and remembering.
Of dying, only if painful and protracted, or if I get stuck inside an inert body. I would also not wish to be trapped in a jar.
Don’t sit down in the middle of the woods. If you’re lost in the plot or blocked, retrace your steps to where you went wrong. Then take the other road. And/or change the person. Change the tense. Change the opening page.
George Saunders, Judy Blume, Danielle Steel, Eugene Levy, Zadie Smith, Kazuo Ishiguro
Search the directory for somebody in particular.