He’s like fire and ice and rage. He’s like the night, and the storm in the heart of the sun. He’s ancient and forever. He burns at the center of time and he can see the turn of the universe. And… he’s wonderful.
Rose, before I go, I just want to tell you: you were fantastic. Absolutely fantastic. And you know what? So was I.
Letting it get to you. You know what that’s called? Being alive. Best thing there is. Being alive right now is all that counts.