He loved books like that, and telly, and films. He loved stuff where there was a Chosen One, a special person, a hero, and he loved to imagine that one day things like that would...

There you go, being human again,’ said the Doctor. He put an arm around Rose, and hugged her to him. ‘It’s not fair, is it, when we’re forced into pitying someone we hate. Feels lik...

Rose wasn’t ‘ordinary’. What was I supposed to do? Wrap her in cotton wool? Tell her ‘Here, I could give you the universe, but I’m not going to in case you get hurt? There’s all...

He took her by the hand and led her out of the control room and into a little side room. There, amid a lot of sculpting paraphernalia, was her statue. The statue from the museum....

Because she deserved more than me. She deserved someone who could give her the whole universe.

For some people,being mean to others is the point of their lives.