Quotes from Storm Constantine

I'm a symbol," Tayven said. "You won't understand or accept this, I know, but if I am sacrificed, power will come from the act. Almorante himself would kill me if the moment was right, and I would sacrifice myself willingly, if it would do any good.

Ays shrugged and threw back his head to lower the hela frond into his open mouth. It tasted yeasty and salty upon his tongue and swiftly extended tender fingers of manipulation into his mind.

Perhaps a measure of Waters of Life to clear his senses." "No," snarled Khaster. "Give me the Witch." "Khas…" "I'm all right. Give it to me.

A vibrating sense of danger and repressed fury seemed to seep through the walls of the hotel from outside.

That face had beguiled princes and kings. It was older now and had lost the soft prettiness of youth, but Tayven Hirantel was still beautiful, his eyes almond shaped and dark, his cheekbones high. He had the look of a cornered animal.

The only person who cared about him now was Leeth, and her intensity often irritated him.

The world is reborn every day, and when I'm part of it, I feel I'm reborn too.

Meggie had probably also noticed, or been informed, of a change in Delmar's behaviour. Now, he was entirely Tamara's creature. She had primed him with talk of Shemyaza and subdued his instinctive fears.

I can't fulfill this destiny you all want for me so badly! I'm sick of hearing about it!

She had a part of part to play, involuntarily, and had already embarked upon it.

Seeing Q'orveh had somehow choked the urge for intimacy, with anyone, from my body.

He burned with vitality, and an energy that needed release in activity.

Dwell in the darkness of thought and drink of the poison of life.

No one can walk the way of light without casting a shadow.

It is not your place to question. You are only a servant of the Light. You must do as we ask. If you refuse, we will act through you in any case, but you may well be lost.

In some ways, I feel he is only a symbol.

The crone's words hung on the air as if she'd scrawled them in light.

Our race is famous for its cabals within cabals.

There are no marks left upon my body, but sometimes I feel as if my mind is nothing but a mass of scar tissue.

The group began to move, circling slowly, feeling with their hands for an invisible boundary. They were claiming the space for their own. There were no words, no verbal summoning of the elements. To Ari, this was something new; the silent, spiralling bodies describing the parameters of their temple. Then one by one, each member of the group spun in the middle of the circle, describing with gestures the sanctity of the chosen space, slowly whirling shapes of rags and hair.

No one knows this land as well as I. Its secrets are my secrets. I can bend its elements to my will. You don't have to go to the serpent alone.

This man was hers. She could have him whenever she wanted to.

Leonid saw what he wanted to see, a world shining with the light of Madragore.

You cannot contain me. You will return. You will call for me. You know you will. Like speaks to like. I woke you.