Senin yıldızlı tişörtünü yirim ben.
What’s that in the mirror,
Or the corner of your eye
What’s that footstep following,
But never passing by
I sense a tragic backstory coming.
You’ll ruin my life Moffat.
Clara: You told me the name you chose was a promise. What was the promise?Tenth Doctor: Never cruel or cowardly.War Doctor: Never give up. Never give in.
Şu kafayı anlayamazsınız. Kimse anlayamaz…
Canım sen bana normal demişsin dedi minik kız.Adam inceledi kızı.Madde bağımlısı ev arkadaşını ve sağa sola sayıp söven diğer kız arkadaşını.Göz göze gelmemeye çalıştı adam.Başaramadı.Kız kanser olduğunu iddaa eden ruh hastasıydı.Aslında sadece bir cevap arayan ataletsiz normalin tekiydi.Bu kelimeyi de yeni öğrenmişti.
Her şey üstüste, herkes üstüste, ihtiyacım olduğunda telefonum çalmaz, çalanı da benim asıl ihtiyacım olan olmaz. Hayatımız Murphy kanunlarının özeti gibi…
"Doctor, will you help me?" the Dalek asked in its robotic monotone.
"Will you?" followed by the voice of the Doctor’s carer.
"A Dalek so damaged that it’s turned good. Morality as malfunction. How could I resist?"
It was an implied offer of assistance from him, but in truth, he hadn’t planned on it. Upon realizing that the Dalek was malfunctioning a while ago, he had been more than ready to just walk away from it. For thousands of years, Daleks had killed millions of people. In the Doctor’s opinion, it did not deserve any help. Reasoning and logic also dictated that a good Dalek was impossible, but just as he was about to turn around and leave, never to come back and fix that Dalek, a memory from a lifetime ago swam into the forefront of his consciousness.
"My name is Oswin Oswald…Run, you clever boy, and remember."
Asla paylaşmaktan sıkılmayacağım.