Quotes from Storm Constantine

The prince had led Rav beneath the tables, telling him it was the best way to eavesdrop on adult conversations. Rav wasn't sure why they should want to do that, but complied, glamorized by Leo's startling pale Malagash beauty and knowing eyes.

Sometimes, there was sadness in Tayven, but never bitterness. How wonderful to feel that way, not to care.

Once you have been touched by them, it becomes an addiction.

These were the cloud forests of the far wilderness of Cos, inaccessible and remote. Only rebels haunted the wild terrain, and over the years, they had become used to the rarefied air. Many of them had given birth to mystics.

To unleash the beast in every elohim would turn our people into monsters.

There was a feyness about him, something tragic, which might be his stolen heritage.

He had way mixed feelings about Fineas Rigg; in some ways he was interesting, and attractive as a pesonality, in others he was seriously unpleasant, although Ays could never specify how exactly. Fineas was always polite and friendly.

Othman sensed that, had he wanted to, he could have had Owen now, but it was not the time. The kiss was enough: deep, pervading, the first offering of the greatest passion.

He's scorched us, Ninka. We are just memories of his power.

Melandra looked at the hand for a moment, then saw her own hand within it, enfolded in fingers. Somehow she had reached out and been taken.

Surely a freed soul could only be joyful and wild; this was a being filled with anxiety and dread.

There was something repellant about the face before her, yet also seductive.

She has a hot, dark air about her. It's frustrated virginity, you know.

You are learning about yourself," he said. "Such knowledge can defend you better than a sword or armor. Such knowledge gives you arrows of the mind.

His beauty made him ephermal, like a dragonfly.

The affair did not last, and what you have heard is no doubt the poison that lingers in a broken heart.

He was such a serene creature, fits of temper or melancholy on Khaster's part barely touched him. Tayven was a being of light, and now Khaster craved those rays. He could see how it might be easy to become addicted to Tayven's presence. It was all that Almorante had promised.

Grief has become her whole being, her religion. Now, she has been told that, in part, it was a false belief.

You are a real showman, Keea. I commend your performance.

I forced myself to develop a shield of passionless dedication, rather than pander the possible consequences of our quest. It helped to think we were engaged in a holy mission, and that each soulscaper we encountered was simply expanding the knowledge we needed to save our people.

I have never heard music like it, nor shall again. It was fast and merry, yet strangely morbid; a blend of wailing pipes and hammered drums.

I came to you as a shower of gold, yet you asked to see my true face. Now you see it. Are you dying, Daniel? Are you burning up?

Sometimes, it seemed almost as if this book wrote itself.

Oh, come to me, my pretty one! Come sit upon my lap and I will you to the secret places beneath the earth. Don't you understand your purpose? You are here because we hunt the Prince of Truth. Your husband, your lover, your despoiler.