Do You Know How You

Everybody Knows That Everybody Dies. But Not Every Day. Not Today. Some Days Are Special. Some Days Are So, So Blessed. Some Days, Nobody Dies At All. Now And Then, Every Once In A Very Long While, Every Day In A Million Days, When The Wind Stands Fair And The Doctor Comes To Call, Everybody Lives.

Hitler: Thank You, Whoever You Are. I Think You Just Saved My Life. The Doctor: Believe Me... It Was An Accident.

You Could Only Draw Conclusions About My Personal Sexual Politics If You Proceed From The Assumption That I Was Presenting The Characters As The Way It Is And The Way It Ought To Be. But Both Are Clearly Defined As Deranged – It’s Love Among The Mad. He’s A Psycopath, So Is She. She’s Prepared To Throw Him To The Dogs Until He Works Out The Code, He’s Prepared To Let Her Nearly Get Executed. They’re Not Really Going To Buy A House And A Volvo Together. I’m Not Saying This Is How People Should Date!

Sarah Jane Smith Was Everybody's Hero When I Was Younger, And As Brave And Funny And Brilliant As People Only Ever Are In Stories. But Many Years Later, When I Met The Real Sarah Jane - Lis Sladen Herself - She Was Exactly As Any Child Ever Have Wanted Her To Be. Kind And Gentle And Clever; And A Ferociously Talented Actress, Of Course, But In That Perfectly English Unassuming Way.

Have You Met The French? My...god They Know How To Party!