Never ignore a coincidence. Unless you’re busy, in which case, always ignore a coincidence.

Amy Pond: ‘I thought… well, I started to think you were just a madman with a box.’The Doctor: ‘Amy Pond, there’s something you better understand about me, ’cause it’s important and one day your life...

Rose: Look at you, beaming away like you’re Father Christmas!The Doctor: Who says I’m not, red-bicycle-when-you-were-twelve?Rose: [shocked] What?The Doctor: And everybody lives, Rose! Everybody lives! I need more days like this! Go on, ask me...

People assume that time is a strict progression of cause to effect, but *actually* from a non-linear, non-subjective viewpoint – it’s more like a big ball of wibbly wobbly… time-y wimey… stuff.

It’s a funny thing about stories. It doesn’t feel like you make them up, more like you find them. You type and type and you know you haven’t got it yet, because somewhere out there,...

Don’t play games with me! You just killed someone I like, that is not a safe place to stand! I’m the Doctor, and you’re in the biggest library in the Universe. Look me up.

Madge: I don’t know why I keep shouting at them.The Doctor: Because every time you see them happy you remember how sad they’re going to be. And it breaks your heart. Because what’s the point...

Creatures from another world, only statues when you see them. Lonely Assassins, that’s what they used to be called. No one quite knows where they came from, but they’re as old as the Universe, or...

The Doctor: Doctor Song, you’ve got that face on again.River: What face?The Doctor: The “He’s hot when he’s clever” face.River: This is my normal face.The Doctor: Yes it is.River: Oh, shut up.The Doctor: Not a...

Angel Bob: Doctor? Excuse me, hello, Doctor? Angel Bob here, sir. The Doctor: Ah, there you are, Angel Bob. How’s life? Sorry, bad subject. Angel Bob: The Angels are wondering what you hope to achieve....

This was supposed to be yesterday. I was sitting on the Cardiff/London train, supposedly about to write this very column, and realising something quite terrible. My head was entirely empty. A vast echoing void. Bigger...

River Song: Right then. I have questions, but number one is this – what in the name of sanity have you got on your head? The Doctor: It’s a fez. I wear a fez now....

I don’t know. I can’t tell the future I just work there.

I think that’s the way people absorb television. All the explanations in Doctor Who are there if that’s your bag, but they’re not essential to your enjoyment of it. An awful lot of storytelling isn’t...

Hello, old friend. And here we are. You and me, on the last page. By the time you read these words, Rory and I will be long gone. So know that we lived well and...

The Doctor: ‘You know when grown-ups tell you everything’s going to be fine, but you really think they’re lying to make you feel better?’ Amelia: ‘Yeah…’The Doctor: ‘Everything’s going to be fine.

I’ll be a story in your head. That’s okay. We’re all stories in the end. Just make it a good one, eh? ‘Cause it was, you know. It was the best. The daft old man...

When you run with the Doctor, it feels like it’ll never end. But however hard you try you can’t run forever. Everybody knows that everybody dies and nobody knows it like the Doctor. But I...

Kathy Nightingale: What’s good about sad? Sally Sparrow: It’s happy for deep people.

We’re all stories, in the end.

Don’t blink

You want weapons? We’re in a library! Books! The best weapons in the world!