661 Quotes by Storm Constantine

If that is what you will become, then so be it. It is what you are.

It was as if they were trying to eat into one another’s bodies, absorb the part of them that would be forever outside.

It is the breath of Caradore, its fragrance. He needs to carry that with him.

We come from different sides of the shore. You have your rock, I have mine. When the beach is clear and the tide is low, we can talk across the sand. But we cannot leave our rocks, and sometimes the waves make it impossible for us to hear one another.

It will happen regardless of what you say or do, or anyone else, for that matter.

He had a secret life of which she knew nothing.

He was like a sculptor, shaping flesh. His hands, his lips, travelled her body, carrying sensation.

The woman pawed at her body, clothing it, preening it. They tugged at her hair, wound it with flowers. There was something greedy about their attentions. It made Pharinet’s flesh crawl.

She supposed that weddings in Magrast were stately and joyless. The bride would be meek and pale and frightened, and huge bells would clang over them, threatening to shatter their fragile bodies.