Georges Perec and Daniel Stern: “All the great ones leave their mark. We’re the wet bandits.”
Someone get Honore de Balzac a perm and a luchador mask. He’d make as good a Nacho Libre as Jack Black:
Orhan Pamuk and Rick Steves aren’t an exact match, I’ll admit, but they have enough in common—the semi-shaggy “dad” haircut, the “don’t notice my glasses” glasses, the affable and harmless expression—for the one to remind me of the other.
George Eliot. Not exactly a looker, huh? Sadly, the closest match I could find for that schnoz was F. Murray Abraham:
The hair, the dramatic pose, the fact that she’s a little past her prime… alright Mr. DeMille, Katherine Anne Porter’s ready for her close-up.