Louis C.K.: The Proust Questionnaire | VF
What is your idea of perfect happiness?
Not ever having to fill out this questionnaire.What is your greatest fear?
You think I’m going to tell you that? You think I’m going to let you print my greatest fear in a national magazine? No sir. I will not, sir.Which living person do you most admire?
The guy I saw yesterday. He was crossing Eighth Avenue against the light. He just sauntered out into the middle of the street with cars and cabs speeding toward him and it meant nothing to him. Like he’s the only living soul and the rest of us were ghosts. I love that man, whoever he is.What is the trait you most deplore in yourself?
I have an absolutely beautiful penis. It’s stunning in every way. God I hate my perfect penis.What do you consider the most overrated virtue?
People who say someone is really intelligent because he doesn’t swear. Or use “foul language.”What do you dislike most about your appearance?
I am really tired of looking at my hips. I’m seriously really tired of standing naked in the mirror and staring at my hips for hours and hours while muttering, “You hips. You hips need to get it together.” […]What do you consider your greatest achievement?
There’s this one girl in Oklahoma City. We had sex on New Year’s Eve. She was 19. I was about 23. She was way out of my league. Still can’t believe that one. I hope she’s O.K. now.If you could choose what to come back as, what would it be?
I mean, who has time to think about shit like this? I have two kids. I have shit to do. We have to find a middle school for next year. Shit is getting real. Who has time to think about what they want to do in their next life?What do you regard as the lowest depth of misery?
Two nights ago. A hotel room in Portland, Maine. That’s right. Maine. Not Oregon. Maine.What is the quality you most like in a man?
Just please be fun to talk to.What is the quality you most like in a woman?
Same. And also sex, please.What do you most value in your friends?
Friends should always tell you the truth. But please don’t. […]Who are your heroes in real life?
I really love Barack Obama. Sorry if that’s like “Ew. The president. That’s lame.” I love Barack Obama. What a great man. I’m so lucky to have voted for that guy. […]How would you like to die?
Handcuffing myself to you and jumping into a cauldron of molten bronze.



