John Wiltshire Quotes
“We're only together because we don't think about it too much? I'm gratified and flattered by your devotion."
Ben sighed. "When was the last time you thought about breathing?"
"Breathing? Lungs in and out? Air? When did you last think about it? You're like breathing. I don't think about it, but I need it to stay alive."
A faint smile came to Nikolas's lips. "Then you're like a heartbeat. I'll miss you when you stop.”
“Do you know, of all the dumb things you’ve ever said over all the years I’ve known you, and trust me, you have said more than your fair share, that is the most dumbest thing I’ve ever heard you utter.”
“Most dumbest is ungrammatical. Miles Toogood would be turning in his grave if he were dead.”
“I rest my case.”
“And he sayeth, ‘You shall not lie with a man as with a woman; that is an abomination. None who are guilty of homosexual perversion will possess the kingdom of heaven.’ You wanna go to heaven, son?” “Are you planning on being there?” He heard a snort from Lucas, and Jackson suddenly snapped, “Get back in your fricking pulpit, old man. You’re eating his meat and sleeping safe ’cause of him.”
“Why are we doing it? We could both do other things."
"Oh, this will be interesting."
"You could...crap, I don't know. Be a translator! There you go."
"This is true. You could be a dog walker."
"Thanks. You could run a riding stable."
"Death first. You could be a model." Ben smiled. "Aftershave?"
Nikolas raised an eyebrow. "I was hoping for underwear.”
“Disbelievingly, Ben saw that they were canopied by a mass of stars, the Milky Way spiralling above them in the clear summer sky. Nikolas was kissing slowly around Ben’s ear and down his neck in time to their slow steps.
In all the years he’d known Nikolas and all the things they’d done together, Ben wondered if this moment was the one he’d remember at the final count of days. It was an occasion for declarations of something, proposals perhaps…A time to say...”
- Born: in London, The United Kingdom.
- Description: John Wiltshire is the fictional persona of the author of the More Heat Than The Sun series. After spending twenty-two years in the military perfecting the artof looking busy whilst secretly writing, John left as a senior officerwhen a hastily dug tunnel was ready for use. Now living in NewZealand (at least until enough money can be raised to leave) John has no plans to return to the army. Unless the world situation gets considerably worse, that is.