just remember who’s standing in your way; remember every black day i ever stopped you, and then do the smart thing.
…a wanderer, a man without a home, a lonely god.
Before I go I just want to tell you, you were fantastic. Absolutely fantastic. And you know what? So was I!
Sometimes I do worry about you though. I think once we’re gone you won’t be coming back here for awhile. And you might be alone. Which you should never be. Don’t be alone, Doctor.
If you were that old, and that kind, and the very last of your kind, you couldn’t just stand there and watch children cry.
This isn’t a ghost story, it’s a love story.
Off to see the universe…
Amelia Pond; - The Girl Who Waited
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