Faith which does not doubt is dead faith.
Miguel de Unamuno
The End of History
now the ears of my ears awake and now the eyes of my eyes are opened
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My Internet Animal Impressions. Share the HELL out of this one! I feel like breaking the internet tonight!
Rose is open, honest, heartfelt, to the point of being selfish, wonderfully selfish. Martha is clever, calm, but rarely says what she’s really thinking. Donna is blunt, precise, unfiltered, but with a big heart beneath all the banter. […] If Rose can be selfish, then her finest moments will come when she’s selfless. If Martha keeps quiet, then her moments of revelation — like her goodbye to the Doctor — make her fly. Donna is magnificently self-centred — not selfish, but she pivots everything around herself, as we all do — so when she opens up and hears the Ood song, or begs for Caecilius’ family to be saved, then she’s wonderful.
Russell T. Davies, The Writer’s Tale
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We are torn between a nostalgia for the familiar and an urge for the foreign and strange. As often as not, we are homesick most for the places we have never known.
Carson McCullers
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Edgar Allan Poe’s manuscript for “Annabel Lee,” published in 1849, the year of his death. It was the last work he ever completed.
