“No.”
“I see. You ran away.”
“I—went away.”
“Could you go home now if you wished to?”
“I don’t wish to.”
“Then you must believe that you really possess dramatic talent.”
Eris passed her fingers wearily through her hair: “I am trying to learn something,” she said, as though to herself. “I think I have talents.”
“What is it you most desire to be?”
“I like to act ... and dance.... I’d like to write a play ... or a book ... or something....”
“Like other people, you’re after fame and fortune. I’m chasing them, too. Everybody is. But the world’s goal remains the same, no matter what you are hunting. That goal is Happiness.”