Rose: 'if You Are An Alien, How

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. Now And Then, Every Once In A Very Long While, Every Day In A Million Days, When The Wind Stands Fair And The Doctor Comes To Call, Everybody Lives.

I Always Tend To Favor The Newer Idea.

You Could Only Draw Conclusions About My Personal Sexual Politics If You Proceed From The Assumption That I Was Presenting The Characters As The Way It Is And The Way It Ought To Be. But Both Are Clearly Defined As Deranged – It’s Love Among The Mad. He’s A Psycopath, So Is She. She’s Prepared To Throw Him To The Dogs Until He Works Out The Code, He’s Prepared To Let Her Nearly Get Executed. They’re Not Really Going To Buy A House And A Volvo Together. I’m Not Saying This Is How People Should Date!

Amy: I Never Knew You Drank Wine. Doctor: I'm 1103 I Must Have Drunk It Sometime In My Life. *takes Sip And Spits It Out In Disgust*

Demons Run When A Good Man Goes To War.