I look at a star and it’s just a big ball of burning gas and I know how it began and I know how it ends and I was probably there both times. After a while, everything is just stuff! That’s the problem. You make all of space and time your backyard and what do you have? A backyard. But you, you can see it. And when you see it, I see it.
part of me wants eleven’s regeneration to be gorgeous and epic and something that really celebrates all the amazing things matt smith brought to the role
but the other part just wants him to trip over his shoelaces or something