“come along, pond. please.”
“You know when sometimes you meet someone so beautiful — and then you actually talk to them and five minutes later they’re as dull as a brick; but then there’s other people. And you meet them and you think, “Not bad, they’re okay,” and when you get to know them … their face just, sort of, becomes them, like their personality’s written all over it, and they just — they turn into something so beautiful. Rory’s the most beautiful man I’ve ever met.”
Is that the sort of man I am now? Am I rude? Rude and not ginger.
There’s a man called the doctor. He lives on a cloud in the sky and all he does, all day, every day, is to stop all the children in the world ever having bad dreams