He..." Richard began. "The marquis. Well, you know, to be honest, he seems a little bit dodgy to me." Door stopped. The steps dead-ended in a rough brick wall. "Mm," she agreed. "He's a little bit dodgy in the same way that rats are a little bit covered in fur.

Honestly, if you're given the choice between Armageddon or tea, you don't say "what kind of tea?"

I think there should be an Occupy Gallifrey. Because 0.000001% of the people have 99.99999% of the Time.

I have always felt that violence was the last refuge of the incompetent, and empty threats the last sanctuary of the terminally inept.

If I come back, it will be a place, but it won't be a home any longer.

The secret to writing is just to write. Write every day. Never stop writing. Write on every surface you see; write on people on the street. When the cops come to arrest you, write on the cops. Write on the police car. Write on the judge. I'm in jail forever now, and the prison cell walls are completely covered with my writing, and I keep writing on the writing I wrote. That's my method.

It stared at them, and it paused for a hundred years, which transpired in a dozen heart beats.