“She said memories mean all, but they are all dead.”
“She might be all right, Freddy said. But she sure is dead.”
“To the poor memories of drunks,' she said. 'To all the lovely nights forever lost.”
“You don't mean it," he said mournfully. Not at all, she thought. "Yes, I do," she said.”
“Bod shrugged. "So?" he said. "It's only death. I mean, all of my best friends are dead.”
“If you think the timahk is so silly, Anais," Catarina finally said in a silky, deadly, regal voice, "then by all means. Try breaking it.”