Don't ask me why I know what an Edwardian smoking jacket looks like: let's just say it has something to do with Doctor Who and leave it at that.
Ben AaronovitchMots clés doctor-who
Madge: I don't know why I keep shouting at them.
The Doctor: Because every time you see them happy you remember how sad they're going to be. And it breaks your heart. Because what's the point in them being happy now if they're going to be sad later. The answer is, of course, because they are going to be sad later.
~ The Doctor, the Widow, and the Wardrobe
Mots clés science-fiction doctor-who
Whats the point in being grown up when you cant act childish sometimes?
Natalie RepinskiMots clés doctor-who awesome-quote
Okay, this is going to be confusing, kid.-Amelia Pond to her younger self in the pandora box
Stephen MoffatMots clés doctor-who
In a very real way, television is the new mythos. It defines the world, reinterprets it. The seasons do not change because Persephone goes underground. They change because new episodes air, because sweeps week demands conflagrations and ritual deaths. The television series rises slowly, arcs, descends into hiatus, and rises again with the bright, burning autumn.
Catherynne M. ValenteMots clés television doctor-who
The TARDIS can look like whatever it wants.
Mora EarlyMots clés jokes doctor-who sarcastic-humor
Idris: Are all people like this?
The Doctor: Like what?
Idris: So much bigger on the inside.
Mots clés consciousness humanity soul potential doctor-who brilliance vastness the-doctor-s-wife tardis human-greatness
Chairs are useful
Stephen MoffatMots clés doctor-who chairs the-doctor matt-smith crimson-horror
Amy: "Can I come?"
Doctor: "Not safe in here, not yet. Five minutes. Give me five minutes and I'll be right back."
Amy: "People always say that."
Doctor: "Am I people?...Do I even look like people?...Trust me, I'm the Doctor.
Mots clés doctor-who 11th-doctor
Okay then. That's what I'll do. I'll tell you a story. Can you hear them? All these people who lived in terror of you and your judgment. All these people whose ancestors devoted themselves, sacrificed themselves to you. Can you hear them singing? Oh you like to think you're a god. But you're not a god. You're just a parasite. Eaten with jealousy and envy and longing for the lives of others. You feed on them. On the memory of love and loss and birth and death and joy and sorrow, so... so come on then. Take mine. Take my memories. But I hope you're got a big a big appetite. Because I've lived a long life. And I've seen a few things. I walked away from the last great Time War. I marked the passing of the Time Lords. I saw the birth of the universe and watched as time ran out, moment by moment, until nothing remained. No time, no space. Just me! I walked in universes where the laws of physics were devised by the mind of a madman! And I watched universes freeze and creation burn! I have seen things you wouldn't believe! I have lost things you will never understand! And I know things, secrets that must never be told, knowledge that must never be spoken! Knowledge that will make parasite gods blaze! So come on then! Take it! Take it all, baby! Have it! You have it all!
Neil CrossMots clés doctor-who eleven eleventh-doctor
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