Kate has a lot of trouble establishing her own point of view among the powerfully influential personalities surrounding her in Paris. At one point she says she feels like she is living inside a Picasso painting, assuming multiple perspectives, and lying to everyone. There are several characters who call her on this in various ways: Claudia, Christie, Etienne, and Kate's own mother, who says, “You and I can handle certain pressures. We don’t feel the need to exaggerate or indulge in, quote unquote, stress. We’re survivors. We have perspective. Remember that” (p. 193). Do you think these motherly words are fair at this point?