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You are beautiful. Remnant of a bygone age on planet Earth. And by the way, lovely mode of travel. Geothermal currents projecting you up through a network of tunnels. Gorgeous. Mind if I sit? Now. Your people have a friend of mine. I want her back. Why did you come to the surface? What do you want? Oh, I do hate a monologue. Give us a bit back. How many are you?

favorite shows ♥  doctor who — 1963  i am not a good man! and i’m not a bad man. i am not a hero, i’m definitely not a president, and no, i’m not an officer. you know what i am? i. am. an idiot! with a box and a screwdriver, passing through, helping out, learning. i don’t need an army i never have because i’ve got them. always them. because love is not an emotion. love is a promise.

you know what, old man? i’m never going to believe you’re really dead. because one day everyone’s just going to need you too much. until then. it’s a big universe…but i hope i see you again.

imagine if time happened all at once. every moment of your life laid out around you… like a city. streets full of buildings made of days. the day you were born. the day you die. the day you fall in love. the day that love ends. a whole city built from triumph and heartbreak and boredom and laughter and cutting your toenails. It’s the best place you will ever be. time is a structure relative to ourselves. time is the space made by our lives. where we stand together forever. time and relative dimension in space. It means “life”.

                     you know what, old man? i’m never going to believe you’re really dead.                     because one day everyone’s just going to need you too much. until then.                                          it’s a big universe…but i hope i see you again.

You know what I said about getting back tomorrow morning? Have you ever run away from something because you were scared. Or not ready. Or just… just because you could?

favourite episodes ♥ vincent and the doctor he transformed the pain of his tormented life into ecstatic beauty. pain is easy to portray, but to use your passion and pain to portray the ecstasy and joy and magnificence of our world, no one had ever done it before. perhaps no one ever will again. to my mind, that strange, wild man who roamed the fields of provence was not only the world’s greatest artist, but also one of the greatest men who ever lived.

ELEVENTH DOCTOR APPRECIATION DAY - COUNTDOWN CHALLENGE ↳ march 29th » favourite series: series 6