It is a fool's prerogative to utter truths that no one else will speak.

If you cared enough about your characters, what happened to them was interesting... it's important to care about them, about who they are and what they do...I don't really care whose side they are on, and they can be monstrous on the outside or, worse, on the inside, but you still have to want to spend time with them.

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

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

We have to get the... the thing I got... to the Angel. And then he'll tell Door about her family, and he'll tell me how to get home." Lamia looked at Hunter with delight. "And he can give you brains," she said, cheerfully, "and me a heart.

Writing may or may not be your salvation; it might or might not be your destiny. But that does not matter. What matters right now are the words, one after another. Find the next word. Write it down.

It doesn't matter that I can't remember the details any longer: death happened to her. Death happens to all of us.