Home / Quotes / Quote by Farrah Rochon

Quote by Farrah Rochon

“It's nothing to fear," Mel said. "They are just souls longing for someone to care about them." She put a hand to her chest and closed her eyes, then began a hauntingly beautiful requiem to those floating in the waters below. The wailing eased and the waters calmed. "Oh, Mel," Calli whispered. "Your ability to empathize truly is a gift.”

Quote by Farrah Rochon

Work

Browse quotes and source details for this work. more

Author

Browse famous quotes and profile details for Farrah Rochon. more

You May Also Like

“Then we shall do an evaluation. Answer truthfully and do not exaggerate, as I will soon discover your lies. Feign no false modesty, either. I haven't the patience for a simperer.”

Funny Brandon Sanderson Stormlight Archive Way Of Kings Jasnah Kholin

Book:The Way of Kings

Source: The Way of Kings

“We take only five spheres. Anymore would be too heavy. Is crazy to try with even five. Airsick lowlanders.”

Humor Rock Brandon Sanderson Way Of Kings Airsick Lowlander

Book:The Way of Kings

Source: The Way of Kings

“The religious wars between the Hindus and Moslems and Christians and non-Christians were all conducted on the basis of ignorance. One who is in knowledge knows that God is one; He cannot be Moslem, Hindu or Christian. It is our imagination that God is such and such and such and such. That is all imagination. The real wise man knows that God is transcendental. When we leave the body, God also goes with us, and when we take on another body, He goes with us there just to see what we are doing. The wise man, the jñānī, actually understands the science of God. One who only understands that “God is good” is in a preliminary stage, but one who actually understands how great and good God is, is further progressed. That knowledge is to be had in Śrīmad-Bhāgavatam and Bhagavad-gītā. One who is actually interested in God should study the science of God, Bhagavad-gītā.”

God Spirituality Hinduism Krishna Bhagavad Gita

Author:A.C. Bhaktivedanta Swami Prabhupada

“I am the Nenavarene Lachis’ka, not a princess.” She stared straight ahead, at Alaric’s back. He had tensed somewhat. “You will address me as ‘Your Grace,’ and after my coronation as the Night Empress, you will call me ‘Your Majesty.”

Book:A Monsoon Rising

Source: A Monsoon Rising

“Then I must have been mistaken,” said Elagbi, “and it is some other city with a center lying in ruins.” At this display of cutting sarcasm, Alaric shot Talasyn a pointed look. “Now I know where you get it from.”

Alaric Talasyn Elgabi

Book:A Monsoon Rising

Source: A Monsoon Rising

“Alaric felt Talasyn take a shaky gasp of breath against him, and he hunched further down, further into her, stirred by an instinctive protectiveness that was all he had to give for now. He was rattled by how close she’d come to getting killed—by her former countrymen, no less. He could barely comprehend that she had saved his life, that she had killed a former comrade in order to do so.”

Protective Alaric Talasyn

Book:A Monsoon Rising

Source: A Monsoon Rising

“Alaric.” Talasyn caught his arm. He looked back at her blankly. “The rebel with the crossbow—why didn’t you kill him?” His gray eyes lingered on her hand on his sleeve, then drifted to her face. “Because you told me not to.”

Book:A Monsoon Rising

Source: A Monsoon Rising

“Talasyn flashed Alaric a small, hopeful smile. “Pretty, isn’t it?” He was looking at her when he said, “Yes.”

Love Alaric Talasyn

Book:A Monsoon Rising

Source: A Monsoon Rising

“That’s it, Tala.” Alaric pressed a feverish kiss to her temple, then another one to her jaw. He sounded as broken as she felt, that deep rasp of a voice guiding her higher. “Come all over your husband’s wedding ring.” He watched her the way one watched a sunrise.”

Hot Alaric Talasyn Tala

Book:A Monsoon Rising

Source: A Monsoon Rising

“You have me on my back.” Alaric was shocked by the hoarseness in his own voice. “Now what?” “I don’t know,” Talasyn mumbled. Her gaze was also focused on his mouth. Her heart was beating a wild, violent rhythm in tandem with his. “I didn’t think that far ahead.” “Pity.” His fingers ventured higher up her thigh, caressing the silky flesh.”

Hot Alaric Talasyn

Book:A Monsoon Rising

Source: A Monsoon Rising