#eighth doctor adventures
“It’s what your friend mistook for a ley line. (…) It’s part of the fabric of space-time itself. What DNA is to your genetic code, this stuff is to biodata. And it’s just exposed here now. Personality, history, memory, perception, all vulnerable. (…) It’s me.”
(…)
“Kyra said she’d been mapping these lines all over the city …”
(Kate Orman & Jon Blum, “Unnatural History”)
“Imagine if time all happened at once. Every moment of your life laid out around you like a city. Streets full of buildings made of days. The day you were born, the day you die. The day you fall in love, the day that love ends. A whole city built from triumph and heartbreak and boredom and laughter and cutting your toenails. It’s the best place you will ever be.”
(Steven Moffat, “The Pilot”)
“Consider the nature of a city. It is a vast repository of time, the discarded times of all the men and women who have lived, worked, dreamed and died in the streets which grow like a willfully organic thing, unfurl like the petals of a mired rose and yet lack evanescence so entirely that they preserve the past in haphazard layers, so this alley is old while the avenue that runs beside it is newly built but nevertheless has been built over the deep-down, dead-in-the-ground relics of the older, perhaps the original, huddle of alleys which germinated the entire quarter.”
(Angela Carter, “The Infernal Desire Machines of Doctor Hoffman”)
“It’s what your friend mistook for a ley line. (…) It’s part of the fabric of space-time itself. What DNA is to your genetic code, this stuff is to biodata. And it’s just exposed here now. Personality, history, memory, perception, all vulnerable. (…) It’s me.”
(…)
“Kyra said she’d been mapping these lines all over the city …”
(Kate Orman & Jon Blum, “Unnatural History”)
“Imagine if time all happened at once. Every moment of your life laid out around you like a city. Streets full of buildings made of days. The day you were born, the day you die. The day you fall in love, the day that love ends. A whole city built from triumph and heartbreak and boredom and laughter and cutting your toenails. It’s the best place you will ever be.”
(Steven Moffat, “The Pilot”)
