"are you my mummy?" 🤝 "hey, who turned out the lights?" 🤝 "my arms are too long."
the holy trinity of doctor who quotes that sound fairly normal out of context but are actually mildly terrifying
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1)Van Gogh +Paul Valéry, from Collected Works, The Voice of Things 2) May Sarton, from a journal entry.
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“I'm a master of speaking silently, all my life I've spoken silently and I've lived through entire tragedies in silence”.
–Fyodor Dostoyevsky, The Gentle Spirit.
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ok but for real "my arms are too long" is up there with "hey who turned out the lights" as most cursed lines in doctor who history
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Doodle of River from my favourite episode
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Brilliant. Fifteen, you can bring a dead butterfly back to life.
Now go get your wife out of that goddamn Library.
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"So, if you are too tired to speak, sit next to me for I, too, am fluent in silence."
– R. Arnold
"I'm a master of speaking silently—all my life I've spoken silently and I've lived through entire tragedies in silence."
– Fyodor Dostoyevsky
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Quick sketch of Black Silence.
I finished this game a couple of days ago and its just beautiful. My second favorite game.
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Proposal for Big Finish: David Tennant and Alex Kingston low stakes adventure, with the twist being that it's retired Fourteen not Ten and he can't let River realise that he knows their whole deal. He so desperately wants to tell her how much he misses her, but he can't spoil the existence of the second regeneration cycle and ruin Twelve's surprise.
And that's why River thinks she's seen Ten much older than he was in the library.
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conceptually the introduction of river song as a character fucking slaps and i’m never gonna get over it. like. imagine you meet someone for the first time, except she knows everything about you, even the things you’ve never told anyone before. she touches your face and looks at you like you hung the stars themselves. and then she sacrifices herself so you can live — “time can be rewritten,” you tell her, and she says, “not those times. not one line. don’t you dare.” you watch her die and it hurts in the strangest way, because you didn’t know her, not really. but you will, someday. all you can do is wait until your paths cross again.
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June 22, 1937
Virginia Woolf, “A Writer’s Diary” (1918 - 1941)
originally published: 1953
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