| Gwen: |
Eventually all thoughts fracture . . . |
| Tara: |
(yawning) So what? Thoughts are like bubbles and are made to disappear. |
| Gwen: |
Yeah. Enjoy them while they last. Soon enough: pop! There are gone |
| Tara: |
(half in jest, yet half seriously) That's when Shiva smiles |
