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  • #1
    Steven Moffat
    “Reinette: One may tolerate a world of demons for the sake of an angel.”
    Steven Moffat

  • #2
    Paul Cornell
    “He's like fire and ice and rage. He's like the night, and the storm in the heart of the sun. He's ancient and forever. He burns at the center of time and he can see the turn of the universe. And... he's wonderful. - Tim Latimer”
    Paul Cornell

  • #3
    Steven Moffat
    “The Doctor: [aiming gun at the ceiling] Didn't anyone ever tell you? There's one thing you never put in a trap if you're smart. If you value your continued existence, if you have any plans about seeing tomorrow, there's one thing you never, ever put in a trap.
    Angel Bob: And what would that be, sir?
    The Doctor: Me. [fires]”
    Steven Moffat

  • #4
    Steven Moffat
    “[The Doctor, Capt. Jack and Rose are cornered by the empty children.]
    The Doctor: Go to your room! Go to your room! I mean it. I'm very, very angry with you. I'm very, very cross! GO! TO! YOUR! ROOM! [The children lurch away and obey him.] I'm really glad that worked. Those would have been terrible last words.”
    Steven Moffat

  • #5
    Steven Moffat
    “River Song: Use the stabilisers!
    The Doctor: It doesn't have stabilisers!
    River Song: The blue switches!
    The Doctor: The blue ones don't do anything, they're just... blue!
    River Song: Yes they're blue: they're the blue stabilisers! [presses the button and the TARDIS indeed stabilises] See?
    The Doctor: Yeah? Well, it's boring now, isn't it? They're boring-ers! They're blue... boring-ers!
    Amy: Doctor, how come she can fly the TARDIS?
    The Doctor: You call that flying the TARDIS? [scoffs] Ha!
    River Song: Okay, I've mapped the probability vectors, done a foldback on the temporal isometry, charted the ship to its destination and... [presses a button, the cloister bell clangs] parked us right alongside.
    The Doctor: Parked us? But we haven't landed!
    River Song: Of course we've landed; I just landed her.
    The Doctor: But it didn't make the noise.
    River Song: What noise?
    The Doctor: You know, the... [does an impression of the TARDIS materialisation sound]
    River Song: It's not supposed to make that noise. You leave the brakes on.
    The Doctor: Yes, well, it's a brilliant noise. I love that noise.”
    Steven Moffat

  • #6
    Matt  Smith
    “Big flashy things have my name written all over them. Well... not yet, give me time and a crayon.”
    Matt Smith

  • #7
    Steven Moffat
    “Angel Bob: Doctor? Excuse me, hello, Doctor? Angel Bob here, sir.
    The Doctor: Ah, there you are, Angel Bob. How's life? Sorry, bad subject.
    Angel Bob: The Angels are wondering what you hope to achieve.
    The Doctor: Achieve? We're not achieving anything. We're just hanging, it's nice in here: consoles; comfy chairs; a forest... how's things with you?
    Angel Bob: The Angels are feasting, sir. Soon we will be able to absorb enough power to consume this vessel, this world, and all the stars and worlds beyond.
    The Doctor: Yeah, but we've got comfy chairs. Did I mention?
    Angel Bob: We have no need for comfy chairs.
    The Doctor: [amused] I made him say 'comfy chairs'.”
    Steven Moffat

  • #8
    Russell T. Davies
    “I travelled across the world. From the ruins of New York, to the fusion mills of China, right across the radiation pits of Europe. And everywhere I went I saw people just like you, living as slaves! But if Martha Jones became a legend then that's wrong, because my name isn't important. There's someone else. The man who sent me out there, the man who told me to walk the Earth. And his name is The Doctor. He has saved your lives so many times and you never even knew he was there. He never stops. He never stays. He never asks to be thanked. But I've seen him, I know him... I love him... And I know what he can do. - Martha Jones”
    Russell T. Davies

  • #9
    Russell T. Davies
    “Rose:i love you
    Doctor:Quite right, and i guess if it's my last chance to say it... Rose Tyler...
    (the doctor fades, him in his TARDIS, with tear tracks and a tear running down his cheek)”
    Russell T. Davies

  • #10
    Russell T. Davies
    “Rose: My mum's here.
    The Doctor: Oh, that's just what I need! Don't you dare make this place domestic!
    Mickey Smith: You ruined my life, Doctor. [the Doctor turns and looks at him, irritated] They thought she was dead, I was a murder suspect because of you!
    The Doctor: [looks at Rose] See what I mean? Domestic!
    Mickey: I bet you don't even remember my name!
    The Doctor: Ricky.
    Mickey: It's Mickey!
    The Doctor: No, it's Ricky.
    Mickey: I think I know my own name!
    The Doctor: You think you know your own name? How stupid are you?”
    Russell T Davies

  • #11
    Neil Gaiman
    “The Doctor: Sorry, do you have a name?
    Idris: Seven hundred years and finally he asks.
    The Doctor: But what do I call you?
    Idris: I think you call me... Sexy?
    The Doctor: [embarrassed] Only when we're alone.
    Idris: We are alone.
    The Doctor: Oh. Come on then, Sexy.”
    Neil Gaiman

  • #12
    Russell T. Davies
    “The Doctor: Hello, I've come to see the Lord Mayor.
    Idris Hopper: Have you got an appointment?
    The Doctor: No, just an old friend passing by, bit of a surprise. Can't wait to see her face!
    Idris Hopper: Well, she's just having a cup of tea.
    The Doctor: Just go in there and tell her "the Doctor" would like to see her.
    Idris Hopper: "The Doctor" who?
    The Doctor: Just "The Doctor". Tell her exactly that, "The Doctor".
    Idris Hopper: Hang on a tic.
    [Idris goes inside. There is the sound of a teacup smashing and Idris returns.]
    Idris Hopper: The Lord Mayor says "thank you f-for popping by." She'd love to have a chat, but, um, she's up to her eyes in paperwork. Perhaps you would like to make an appointment for next week...
    The Doctor: [happily] She's climbing out the window, isn't she?
    Idris Hopper: Yes, she is.”
    Russell T Davies

  • #13
    Steven Moffat
    “Hitler: Thank you, whoever you are. I think you just saved my life.
    The Doctor: Believe me... It was an accident.”
    Steven Moffat

  • #14
    Steven Moffat
    “*Throwing bread out of door* AND STAY OUT!”
    Steven Moffat

  • #15
    Russell T. Davies
    “Wilf: God bless the cactuses!
    The Doctor: That's cactI.
    Alien: And that's racist!”
    Russell T. Davies

  • #16
    “Third Doctor: A straight line may be the shortest distance between two points, but it is by no means the most interesting”
    Robert Holmes

  • #17
    James Goss
    “Now... Just run.' [said the Doctor.]
    One of the things you learn very quickly around the Doctor is never to question him when he says that word. You just run. It's almost like breathing.”
    James Goss, Doctor Who: Dead of Winter

  • #18
    James Goss
    “Now here's Amy Pond, standing in the freezing ocean, holding the body of her imaginary friend, and shouting at the sea to make him better.
    Yeah. If only my therapists could see me now.”
    James Goss, Doctor Who: Dead of Winter

  • #19
    Steven Moffat
    “We're all stories, in the end.”
    Steven Moffat

  • #20
    James Goss
    “How are you, Rory?' [the Doctor] asked.
    I [Rory]... answered him. 'It's been odd being you.'
    'Isn't it?' The Doctor's smile didn't quite reach his eyes.
    'How do you cope?'
    'Ah...' The Doctor picked away at a scrap of loose paint on the door. 'Well, I just get as close as I can to a happy ending, then I shut the door behind me and move on.'
    I nodded.
    We shut the door behind us and moved on.”
    James Goss, Doctor Who: Dead of Winter

  • #21
    Oscar Wilde
    “Be yourself; everyone else is already taken.”
    Oscar Wilde

  • #22
    Oscar Wilde
    “We are all in the gutter, but some of us are looking at the stars.”
    Oscar Wilde, Lady Windermere's Fan

  • #23
    “You should date a girl who reads.
    Date a girl who reads. Date a girl who spends her money on books instead of clothes, who has problems with closet space because she has too many books. Date a girl who has a list of books she wants to read, who has had a library card since she was twelve.

    Find a girl who reads. You’ll know that she does because she will always have an unread book in her bag. She’s the one lovingly looking over the shelves in the bookstore, the one who quietly cries out when she has found the book she wants. You see that weird chick sniffing the pages of an old book in a secondhand book shop? That’s the reader. They can never resist smelling the pages, especially when they are yellow and worn.

    She’s the girl reading while waiting in that coffee shop down the street. If you take a peek at her mug, the non-dairy creamer is floating on top because she’s kind of engrossed already. Lost in a world of the author’s making. Sit down. She might give you a glare, as most girls who read do not like to be interrupted. Ask her if she likes the book.

    Buy her another cup of coffee.

    Let her know what you really think of Murakami. See if she got through the first chapter of Fellowship. Understand that if she says she understood James Joyce’s Ulysses she’s just saying that to sound intelligent. Ask her if she loves Alice or she would like to be Alice.

    It’s easy to date a girl who reads. Give her books for her birthday, for Christmas, for anniversaries. Give her the gift of words, in poetry and in song. Give her Neruda, Pound, Sexton, Cummings. Let her know that you understand that words are love. Understand that she knows the difference between books and reality but by god, she’s going to try to make her life a little like her favorite book. It will never be your fault if she does.

    She has to give it a shot somehow.

    Lie to her. If she understands syntax, she will understand your need to lie. Behind words are other things: motivation, value, nuance, dialogue. It will not be the end of the world.

    Fail her. Because a girl who reads knows that failure always leads up to the climax. Because girls who read understand that all things must come to end, but that you can always write a sequel. That you can begin again and again and still be the hero. That life is meant to have a villain or two.

    Why be frightened of everything that you are not? Girls who read understand that people, like characters, develop. Except in the Twilight series.

    If you find a girl who reads, keep her close. When you find her up at 2 AM clutching a book to her chest and weeping, make her a cup of tea and hold her. You may lose her for a couple of hours but she will always come back to you. She’ll talk as if the characters in the book are real, because for a while, they always are.

    You will propose on a hot air balloon. Or during a rock concert. Or very casually next time she’s sick. Over Skype.

    You will smile so hard you will wonder why your heart hasn’t burst and bled out all over your chest yet. You will write the story of your lives, have kids with strange names and even stranger tastes. She will introduce your children to the Cat in the Hat and Aslan, maybe in the same day. You will walk the winters of your old age together and she will recite Keats under her breath while you shake the snow off your boots.

    Date a girl who reads because you deserve it. You deserve a girl who can give you the most colorful life imaginable. If you can only give her monotony, and stale hours and half-baked proposals, then you’re better off alone. If you want the world and the worlds beyond it, date a girl who reads.

    Or better yet, date a girl who writes.”
    Rosemarie Urquico



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