The First Doctor:
The least important things, sometimes, my dear boy, lead to the greatest discoveries.
The Second Doctor:
Well now I know you're mad, I just wanted to make sure.
The Third Doctor:
Courage isn't just a matter of not being frightened, you know. It's being afraid and doing what you have to do anyway.
The Fourth Doctor:
You're a classic example of the inverse ratio between the size of the mouth and the size of the brain.
The Fifth Doctor:
An apple a day keeps the... Ah, never mind.
The Sixth Doctor:
Planets come and go. Stars perish. Matter disperses, coalesces, forms into other patterns, other worlds. Nothing can be eternal.
The Seventh Doctor:
Yes, that's right, you're going. You've been gone for ages. You're already gone. You're still here. You've just arrived. I haven't even met you yet. It all depends on who you are and how you look at it. Strange business, time.
The Eighth Doctor:
I love humans. Always seeing patterns in things that aren't there.
The Ninth Doctor:
The thing is, Adam, time travel is like visiting Paris. You can't just read the guidebook, you've got to throw yourself in! Eat the food, use the wrong verbs, get charged double and end up kissing complete strangers!
The Tenth Doctor:
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... timey-wimey... stuff.
The Eleventh Doctor:
The way I see it, every life is a pile of good things and bad things. The good things don’t always soften the bad things, but vice versa the bad things don’t always spoil the good things and make them unimportant.
That awkward moment when you're on the internet but a family member insists on walking behind you and around you and everywhere near you and you get paranoid so you just resort to staring blankly on your Facebook newsfeed.
so Drew and i made fake accounts on facebook just for kicks and giggles...
and now i can do stuff in my facebook group without worrying that adults from my church or family members will see it, and this chick goes ‘i don’t give a fuck who sees’
well, sorrrry for having some self preservation. i can TELL you don’t care, considering how you look and treat people (she’s a huge bitch in the group).
but this chick also has no family members on her friends list. it’s easy to not ‘give a fuck’ when you don’t have anyone that has seen you grow up from a baby into the woman you are today on your friends list.
i also don’t see why she felt it was necessary to tell me that it doesn’t matter to her. that’s great. it matters to me though.
How to tell the difference between different genres of metal
The protagonist arrives riding a white unicorn, escapes from the dragon, saves the princess and makes love to her in an enchanted forest.
The protagonist arrives, fights the dragon, saves the princess and fucks her.
The protagonist arrives on a Harley, kills the dragon, drinks a few beers and fucks the princess.
The protagonist arrives with some friends playing accordions, violins, flutes and many more weird instruments, the dragon falls asleep (because of all the dancing). Then all leave........ without the princess.
The protagonist arrives in a ship, kills the dragon with his mighty axe, skins the dragon and eats it, rapes the princess to death, steals her belongings and burns the castle before leaving.
The protagonist arrives, kills the dragon, fucks the princess and kills her, then leaves.
The protagonist IS the dragon, dwells in the heart of the night with in a castle full of hellhounds and eternal flames. He kills the sassy knight, fucks the noble steed and sacrifices the princess to Satan.
The protagonist arrives, kills the dragon and spreads his guts in front of the castle, fucks the princess and kills her. Then he fucks the dead body again, slashes her belly and eats her guts. Then he fucks the carcass for the third time, burns the corpse and fucks it for the last time.
The protagonist arrives, sees the size of the dragon and thinks he could never beat him, then he gets depressed and commits suicide. The dragon eats his body and the princess as dessert. That's the end of the sad story.
The protagonist arrives with a guitar and plays a solo of 26 minutes. The dragon kills himself out of boredom. The protagonist arrives to the princess' bedroom, plays another solo with all the techniques and tunes he learned in the last year of the conservatory. The princess escapes looking for the 'HEAVY METAL' protagonist.
The protagonist arrives, the dragon laughs at the guy's appearance and lets him enter. He steals the princess' make up and tries to paint the castle in a beautiful pink colour.
The protagonist arrives in a run down Honda Civic and attempts to fight the dragon but he burns to death when his moronic baggy clothes catch fire.