Quotes from Storm Constantine

The twins were joined through him. He was part of their lovemaking. In their hearts, they did not embrace each other, but him.

Othman kissed his face gently, licked his tears. Then he sank down with Daniel in his arms, to sit against the side of the bed. He held Daniel in his lap, stroked his face.

I was not sad to leave the banquet, for my evening had been poisoned at the thought of this thorn that had come to embed itself in Alofel's flesh.

We are the last flickering remnants of a once-mighty heritage, Val. We should keep that flame alive.

The kiss was an enchantment; oddly chaste, yet steaming with repressed desire.

Used as he was to commanding attention, it did not rest well with him to be contradicted.

If I am a thorn in your mattress, he will be a cage of briars around you.

Gods are functional only for their names being used in oaths. They lend a pungency, a focus to sharp remarks.

The general was almost exactly as Shan had imagined him: tall, aloof and with a mystifying Mewtish character, as if he continually guarded secrets.

I could write to you, because everything I wanted to say was forbidden. You haunted my dreams, my every waking moment.

Our roles should be reversed. You'd thrive on this.

This was Paraga's capital and his image appeared on the walls of nearly every building within the citadel. He was a delicate creature with enormous wings like sails. His face was almost feline, with long curling whiskers and enormous eyes with slit pupils.

Everyone carried guns. It was difficult to determine who was male and who was female.

I cannot own the sky.

Pharinet was nineteen years old, alone and in love. Once Valraven had left her world, she realized this forbidden feeling had been within her for many years, disguised as something else. She was appalled: at herself and the strength of the emotion. This was the sea made manifest in her body, churning and heaving.

Poor waifs. They lived in a fantasy world. How would his intrusion affect it? He hoped to find out very soon.

Beth and I wondered how they ever managed to find time to express their creativity, and it was true all works of art we saw in these houses were frantic, doom-laden affairs.

He hugged Daniel tightly for a moment, and Daniel could feel Othman's body trembling as if he was weeping. He knew then that Othman would kill him.

There was so much unsaid about our history; so much pain contained there.

Maybe you are turning, Khaster. Maybe you're not as chaste and holy as you like to think.

Cossics do not understand Mewts. They ascribe to them the morals and values of Cos. This is a grave mistake. I am not Cossic, and I can appreciate the Mewtish mind only too well. The Cossic nobleman is a thinker; honourable, loyal, and traditional, but he keeps emotion in check. Challis Hespereth demands sex as a sacrifice, not love. The Mewt, on the other hand, is a passionate individual; he feels. Love to him is all; it is his god. He would die for for it.

I wonder what absurdity of fate had cast each of our souls down in the environment that the other desired.

What if this led only to another, deeper level of the lightless lands?

All the time, I feel myself changing, pushing against a barrier or resistance, like a creature trying to break out of a shell. When the shell is broken, I will be different, and I have no way of knowing how.