A. I don’t have one, perhaps because I grew up speaking two languages. Idioms and proverbs don’t tend to translate well. It was years before I learned that one doesn’t steal a parade, but rather rains on it.
A. There’s this German children’s book called the Der Struwwelpeter, which is sort of a twisted version of a morality tale. In one of the stories, a mother warns her son not to suck his thumb and, when he disobeys one night, an evil tailor referred to as “the great, long, red-legg’d scissor-man” comes into his home and chops his thumbs off with giant scissors. Guess who was a thumb sucker when she was a little girl? Still, having long since recuperated from the terror of this story, I find the scissor-man one of the most creative and enigmatic of fictional villains. Who was his boss? I still find myself wondering sometimes.
A. Anyone about whom a good movie has been made or a good book has been written (presuming I’ve seen or read it)
A. Being with those you love, doing what you love to do (well)