Wanna take The Proust Questionnaire?

(...assuming you have absolutely nothing whatsoever better to do with your time)

From Wikipedia:  

At the end of the nineteenth century, when Proust was still in his teens, he answered a questionnaire in an English-language confession album belonging to his friend Antoinette, daughter of future French President Félix Faure, entitled "An Album to Record Thoughts, Feelings, etc."

Since I had nothing else today and came across a piece online that featured the questionnaire as it has been adapted in a regular series for Vanity Fair, I thought this might provide some diversion before going on Memorial Weekend Hiatus.  

Below is (some of) the Questionnaire Proust filled out at age 20 with answer field for your own response should you care to copy and paste and  show your grandchildren when they express doubt that you were ever smart and interesting. 

        Your most marked characteristic?

Proust: A craving to be loved, or, to be more precise, to be caressed and spoiled rather than to be admired
Your answer: 
What do you most value in your friends?

Proust: Tenderness - provided they possess a physical charm which makes their tenderness worth having
Your answer: 
What is your principle defect?

Proust: Lack of understanding; weakness of will
Your answer: 
What to your mind would be the greatest of misfortunes?

Proust: Never to have known my mother or my grandmother
Your answer: 
What would you like to be?

Proust: Myself - as those whom I admire would like me to be
Your answer: 
What is your favorite color?

Proust: Beauty lies not in colors but in their harmony
Your answer: 
What is it you most dislike?

Proust: My own worst qualities
Your answer: 
What natural gift would you most like to possess?

Proust: Will power and irresistible charm
Your answer: 
How would you like to die?

Proust: A better man than I am, and much beloved
Your answer: 
What is your present state of mind?

Proust: Annoyance at having to think about myself in order to answer these questions
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What is your motto?

Proust: I prefer not to say, for fear it might bring me bad luck.
Your answer: 

What a wuss huh? Many of young Marcel's more self-involved and self-regarding  answers (caressed, spoiled, irresistible charm ?) reminded me of why I abandoned all attempts to read his famous Magnum Opus since...

..Unlike Proust, we post-moderns rarely indulge in such sensitive earnestness...here in contrast are some of the responses provided by the anti-Proust--comedian/filmmaker Albert Brooks  

What is your idea of perfect happiness?
Not sure what happiness means. Need to look that up.

What is your greatest fear?
That three days before I die I’ll find out what happiness means.

Which historical figure do you most identify with?
Pete Best.

Which living person do you most admire?
You don’t know him.

What is the trait you most deplore in others?
Honesty from strangers.

What is your greatest extravagance?
Premium gas.

When and where were you happiest?                                                                                      
Again with the goddamn happiness.

What do you dislike most about your appearance?
From behind I look like a foreigner.

Which living person do you most despise?
Currently I work with him, so answering that could hurt business.

What do you consider your greatest achievement?
Climbing Mount Everest.

On what occasion do you lie?
When asked about my greatest achievement.

What is your current state of mind?
The prosecutor said it was sane.

What is your most treasured possession?
I own the No-Hope Diamond.

What do you most value in your friends?
That they dislike the same people I do.

Who is your favorite hero of fiction?                                                                                      
The second of the three little pigs. In normal usage his stick house should have been sufficient—he just happened to come across a once-in-a-lifetime event. The first pig was stupid; the third pig had obsessive-compulsive disorder.