The Time Lords really didn't like genocide. I'm not too keen on it myself. It's the potential you're killing off. What if, one day, there was a good Dalek? What if...

Diana used to tell me she had a travel jinx, something I only really started to believe when the plane door fell off.

They could not truly look dead, because they did not ever look alive.

You see with your eyes. This means you can be misled by charm, by outward appearance. By webs of glamour, by surface pretences. I do not see with my eyes. I see good and I see evil. Nothing else.

Writing's a lot like cooking. Sometimes the cake won't rise, no matter what you do, and every now and again the cake tastes better than you ever could have dreamed it would.

Identity can be so gelatinous sometimes.

I think I love my dreaming process because one of the things that my dreaming process does is sort out stories for me.