“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.”
“You told us to leave you in the desert, because you planned to start a new life as cactus," Catarina said, her voice flat. "Then you conjured up tiny needles and threw them at us. With pinpoint accuracy.”
“All I said to you, all i did for you, seems so silly to me now.”
“I remember a friend many years ago who had taped a sign to his refrigerator: There's a dream dreaming us. If you try to think about what that means it makes your mind silly, but that silliness is good.”
“She said memories mean all, but they are all dead.”
“Bod shrugged. "So?" he said. "It's only death. I mean, all of my best friends are dead.”