I am impelled, not to squeak like a grateful and apologetic mouse, but to roar like a lion out of pride in my profession.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
I would rather be the tail of a lion than the head of a mouse.
I'm never quite as excited as people think because with my voice, when I shout, I squeak.
I'm not good at being lionized, and when I'm in 'Grateful Dead'-type situations, that happens.
I was the shyest human ever invented, but I had a lion inside me that wouldn't shut up!
A truly strong person does not need the approval of others any more than a lion needs the approval of sheep.
I tend to get over-excited and very, very loud. I rein myself in when people flinch and dogs start howling.
Cat: a pygmy lion who loves mice, hates dogs, and patronizes human beings.
I definitely have the eye of the tiger. I've fought my way to where I am and will continue to do so. I'm a hard worker - I get it from my family. We only know work. Nothing was handed to us. When I believe in something, I go after it. It's very hard to tell me 'no.'
In the same way, there is some creature gnawing away inside of me, urging me to do things in different ways.
I've always been a defiant little animal - always very much my own person.