from the mouths of babes

If you weren’t a Mormon, what would you be?
Hmm. I don't know. Maybe I wouldn't be too different—because I can't stand irresponsibility.
(correct answer: a giant)
Well, I know I certainly wouldn't be the same. I wouldn't be in the same place I am now.
Yeah, true, I guess I wouldn't be the same person I am.
Ah ha. I know exactly what I'd be if I weren’t a Mormon.
What?
A recluse.
Like a hermit?
Yeah. I would live a solitary life—probably growing bitter toward humanity as I brooded and wrote my misunderstood stories and songs.
Oh, you'd be one of those.
Yep.
I'd probably be out looking for old, nearly dead, rich guys to marry.
A grave robber?
A gold digger. You were close.