How we cite our quotes:
"Names, names, names," said another voice, all faraway and lost. "The names are the first things to go, after the breath has gone, and the beating of the heart. We keep our memories longer than our names." (7.12)
Here, the ghost children discuss how lost they feel: they've been trapped so long that they've practically forgotten who they are.
"A husk you'll be, a wisp you'll be, and a thing no more than a dream on waking, or a memory of something forgotten." (7.41)
This is one awesome sentence: it's almost lyrical (sort of like a song). This weird speaking style helps us learn a bit more about the ghost children. The words they say give us some insight into how they understand identity: others may forget you, so you must remember yourself.