nothing’s sad till it’s over; then everything is.

Immortality isn’t living forever. That’s not what it feels like. Immortality is everybody else dying. She might meet someone she can’t bear to lose. That happens, I believe.

Noel being absolutely adorable

→ Hearing voices no one else can hear isn’t a good sign, even in the wizarding world.

You don’t have to c h o o s e between fire and ice. (insp.)

Clara Oswald Week > day five

Clara: I mean, one minute you are in 1974, looking for ghosts, but all you have to do is open your eyes and talk to whoever is standing there. To you, I have not been born yet, and to you I’ve been dead a hundred billion years. Is my body out there somewhere? In the ground?

The Doctor: …Yes, I suppose is it.

Clara: But here we are, talking. So I am a ghost. To you, I am a ghost. We are all ghosts to you. We must be nothing.

The deeper you go, the darker the secrets.