“[C]ivilians are equally bewildering to the addict. I've watched people drink a glass and a half of wine and push away the rest. What exactly is the point of that?”

“In the next room, perhaps twenty people were sitting around, drinking what looked like wine out of wine-glasses. They were the sort of people William and Louisa used to be in the habit of knowing, a crowd of elegant furniture, like the legs of a herd of gazelle taken together, and equally useless, when all things are considered.”

“You drink wine by the glass, and I drink wine by the trashcan. Seriously, I’ll be by the trashcan if you need me.”

“Gabby fidgeted nervously and pushed away her glass, as if she was suddenly wary of drinking it. Zac snorted, "What, do you think he put a vampire roofie in there?”

“Half full, half empty, what the hell difference does it make? If there's something in the damn glass, drink it.”

“Whether your glass is half full or half empty there's still room for more wine.”