I wondered if that was true: if they were all really children wrapped up in adult bodies, like children's books hidden in the middle of dull, long adult books, the kind with no pictures or conversations.

No, look, there's a blue box. It's bigger on the inside than it is on the outside. It can go anywhere in time and space and sometimes even where it's meant to go. And when it turns up, there's a bloke in it called The Doctor and there will be stuff wrong and he will do his best to sort it out and he will probably succeed cos he's awesome. Now sit down, shut up, and watch 'Blink'.

I hope that in this year to come, you make mistakes. Because if you are making mistakes...you're Doing Something.

We often confuse what we wish for with what is.

I don't think you should ever insult people unintentionally: if you're doing it, you ought to mean it.

I sat in the dark and thought: There’s no big apocalypse. Just an endless procession of little ones.

When you die, they can make you into diamonds now. It’s scientific. That’s how I want to be remembered. I want to shine.