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Hello. I'm the Doctor. Basically... run.

Amy Pond: I grew up. The Doctor: Don't worry, I'll soon fix that.

Amy Pond: I thought... well, I started to think you were just a madman with a box. The Doctor: Amy Pond, there's something you better understand about me, 'cause it's important and one day your life may depend on it. … I am definitely a madman with a box.

There were days, there were many days, where these words could burn stars, raise up empires, and topple gods.

it's impossible! River Song: How impossible? The Doctor: Two minutes.

The Doctor: Can I trust you, River Song? River Song: If you like. But where's the fun in that?

Time can be rewritten.

I like the bit when someone says "It's bigger on the inside!" I always look forward to that.

All I can hear is...silence. The Doctor: Exactly.

There were cracks. Through some we saw silence and the end of all things...

Amy: You threw the manual in a supernova? Why? The Doctor: Because I disagreed with it!

The Dream Lord: If you die in the dream, you wake up in reality. Healthy recovery in next to no time. Ask me what happens if you die in reality. Rory: What happens? The Dream Lord: You die, stupid. That's why it's called "reality".

I'm making perfect sense, you're just not keeping up.

"Last of the species", the Klempari Defence

There are fixed points throughout time where things must stay exactly the way they are. This is not one of them. This is an opportunity! Whatever happens here will create its own timeline, its own reality, a temporal tipping point. The future revolves around you, here, now, so do good!

Keep him in your mind. If you forget him, you'll lose him forever.

We're so lucky we're still alive to see this beautiful world. Look at the sky. It's not dark and black and without character. The black is in fact deep blue. And over there! Lighter blue. And blowing through the blueness and the blackness, the winds swirling through the air. And there shining, burning, bursting through, the stars! Can you see how they roll their light? Everywhere we look, complex magic of nature blazes before our eyes!

Amy: Please tell me you have a plan. The Doctor: No, I have a thing. It's like a plan, but with more greatness.

Vincent: But you’re not armed! The Doctor: I am! Vincent: What with? The Doctor: Overconfidence, this, and a small screwdriver. I’m absolutely sorted.

to me, van Gogh is the finest painter of them all; certainly the most popular great painter of all time: The most beloved; his command of colour; the most magnificent. 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.

he way I see it, every life is a pile of good things and bad things. The good things don’t always soften the bad things, but vice versa the bad things don’t always spoil the good things and make them unimportant.

I am and always will be the optimist. The hoper of far-flung hopes and the dreamer of improbable dreams.

Has anyone ever told you that you're a bit weird? The Doctor: They never really stop.

Doctor: You know how I sometimes have really brilliant ideas? Amy: Yes... The Doctor: Sorry.

Rory, I'm not trying to be rude... but you died. Rory: Yeah, I know, I was there.

How can you be here? Rory: Ah, I don't know. It's kind of fuzzy. The Doctor: Fuzzy? Rory: Well, I died, and turned into a Roman. It's very distracting.

Do the smart thing: Let somebody else try first.

The universe is big, it's vast and complicated, and ridiculous. And sometimes, very rarely, impossible things just happen and we call them miracles.

River Song: I have questions, but number one is this: What in the name of sanity have you got on your head? The Doctor: It's a fez. I wear a fez now. Fezzes are cool.

Dalek: Records indicate you will show mercy. You are an associate of the Doctor. River Song: I'm River Song. Check your records again.

The box contains a memory of the universe, and the light transmits the memory — and that's how we're going to do it. … Relight the fire. Reboot the universe.

The Doctor: Oh. Ok. I escaped, then. Brilliant. I love it when I do that.

Amy: I found you; I found you in words just like you knew I would; that's why you told me the story, the brand new, ancient blue box. Oh clever, very clever. Rory: Amy, what is it? Amy: Something old. Something new. Something borrowed. Something blue.

The Doctor: Are you married, River? River Song: Are you asking? The Doctor: Yes. River Song: ...Yes. The Doctor: No, hang on, did you think I was asking you to marry me, or, or, or asking if you were married? River Song: Yes. The Doctor: No, but was that yes, or...yes. River Song: ...Yes.

The Doctor: Oooh!! A big flashy lighty thing. I love big flashy lighty things. Big flashy lighty things have got me written all over them. Well, not actually, but give me time. And a crayon.

Hi, I'm the Doctor. I'm your new babysitter!

The Doctor: I think you'll find that I'm universally recognized as a mature and responsible adult. [shows him the psychic paper] Young Kazran: ...It's just a lot of wavy lines. The Doctor: [looks at the paper] ...Yeah, it shorted out. Finally, a lie too big.

I'm being extremely clever up here and there's no one to stand around looking impressed! What's the point in having you all?

River: I hate you. The Doctor: No, you don't.

The Doctor: Oh, this is my friend River. Nice hair, clever, and has her own gun. And unlike me, she really doesn't mind shooting people. I shouldn't like that. Kinda do, a bit. River Song: Thank you, sweetie.

Rory Williams: What kind of doctor are you, anyway? River: Archaeology.

The Doctor: You didn't always take me where I wanted to go. Idris: No, but I always took you where you needed to go.

Living things from rooms that are deleted are automatically deposited in the main control room.

Idris: I've been looking for a word. A big, complicated word, but so sad. I've found it now. The Doctor: (whispers) What word? Idris: Alive.

I'm the Doctor, the Oncoming Storm.

Oh, look, I'm angry. That's new. I'm really not sure what's going to happen now. Madame Kovarian: The anger of a good man is not a problem. Good men... have too many rules. The Doctor: Good men don't need rules. Today is not the day to find out why I have so many.

The Doctor: Rory, take Hitler and put him in the cupboard over there, now. Do it. Rory Williams: Right. I'm putting Hitler in the cupboard. Cupboard, Hitler. Hitler, cupboard, c'mon. Adolf Hitler: But I am the Führer! Rory: Right. In you go!

Melody: Are you serious? The Doctor: Never knowingly. You can never knowingly be serious. Rule 27.

for all his success, he often fails

even with a semi-immortal Time Lord on your side you can lose

That we are struck by tragedy does not mean that there is no sense or purpose to life. It doesn't mean we are alone

although it might be unsettling to believe in a god that has limits to his abilities, it's also reassuring that bad things can happen despite the best wishes and efforts of a higher power

Doctor Who teaches me I just don't know everything

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