Enduring Night Quotes

“Life was having someone alongside you in every single manoeuvre, every fall, every painful rise again, and knowing that, win or lose, the war was never fought alone.”
― John Wiltshire, Enduring Night

“An entire life spent on the offensive. But he´d never thought to be fighting God. That was new. Well, God wanted to battle him for Ben Rider-Mikkelsen? Fucking bring it on.”
― John Wiltshire, Enduring Night

“But somehow this flickering dance of light put his life in perspective—perfect but transient. Changing. Unpredictable.”
― John Wiltshire, Enduring Night

“Nikolas Mikkelsen. I’ve never strayed, never not loved you, never not wanted to be by your side. My only fault is wanting you too much, wanting you beyond this life, which is something you can’t control or give me. I realise that now. It was too much to ask of you.”
Nikolas sighed. The intense focus on his profile didn’t waver. He shrugged. That usually worked. He twitched his nose then muttered, exasperated, “I suppose I could try.” He sensed a shift in something, possibly the fabric of the universe but it could have just been Ben’s position on the couch. “I will defeat death for you, Ben, if I can. That seems like a small request in comparison to the things I would do for you.” He turned his head as well and they were facing each other at last. “I have also never strayed, never not loved you, never not wanted to be by your side.” He made a tiny movement with his hand and then brought it up to rest on Ben’s thigh. The ring, replaced on his finger, was still heavy, but in a different way now. It was his anchor, his tether, his gravity.”
― John Wiltshire, Enduring Night

“Ben wasn’t the soft easily trod pathways of this Earth; he was its steep climbs and rocky outcrops, the soaring cliffs and impossible reaches. He was the route you had to take if you wanted to be tested and “have the very best there was at the end. And you needed to be exceptionally fit and ready to take on such challenges. Ben wasn’t unstable at all. He was exactly as he was meant to be: a trial, which demanded and then rewarded unremitting effort.”
― John Wiltshire, Enduring Night