#*tfl

Nous protégeons ceux qui ne peuvent pas se protéger eux-mêmes.

Boys are like lumps of coal: they’re dirty and they’re cheap, and they get hot when they’re rubbed, and some turn into diamonds… so collect as many as you can.

There's a little girl waiting in a garden. She's going to wait a long while, so she's going to need a lot of hope. Go to her. Tell her a story. Tell her that if she's patient, the days are coming that she'll never forget. Tell her she'll go to sea and fight pirates. She'll fall in love with a man who'll wait two-thousand years to keep her safe. Tell her she'll give hope to the greatest painter who ever lived and save a whale in outer space. Tell her this is the story of Amelia Pond, and this is how it ends.

Everybody knows that everybody dies, but not every day. Not today. Some days are special. Some days are so, so blessed. Some days, nobody dies at all.

I blew into this world on a leaf. I'm still blowing. I don't think I'll ever land. I'm Clara Oswald. I'm the impossible girl.

Humanity is a vampire’s greatest weakness. No matter how easy it is to turn it off, it keeps trying to fight its way back in. Sometimes I let it.

Stop calling me princess! My mother left me at a fire station when I was two weeks old. I got lumped around foster homes until I was sixteen, when I took matters into my own hands and started living out of a car. I parked it behind the gym of my high school so I could sneak in and use the showers before class. The home ec teacher, Miss Schmidt, she let me do my laundry there for free. And yeah, I got into good schools because I worked my ass off! And when I walked across that stage at graduation, I didn’t have a cheering section filled with my Richie Rich family. I had one person - Miss Schmidt, that’s it.

Believing in even the possibility of a happy ending is a very powerful thing.