“One day, I shall come back — yes, I shall come back. Until then, there must be no regrets, no tears, no anxieties. Just go forward in all your beliefs, and prove to me that I am not mistaken in mine. Goodbye, Susan, goodbye, my dear.”

“Human progress isn't measured by industry, it's measured by the value you place on a life. An unimportant life. A life without privilege. The boy who died on the river, that boy's value is your value. That's what defines an age. That's what defines a species.”

“As we learn about each other, so we learn about ourselves.”

“People who talk about infallibility are usually on very shaky ground.”

“Of course we should interfere. Always do what you’re best at, that’s what I say.”

“Our lives are different to anybody else’s. That’s the exciting thing. There’s nobody in the universe can do what we’re doing.”

“I hate computers and refuse to be bullied by them!”

DOCTOR: You look very nice in that dress, Victoria.

VICTORIA: Thank you. Don't you think it's a bit--

DOCTOR: A bit short? Oh, I shouldn't worry about that. Look at Jamie's.

“Ace, give me some of that Nitro Nine that you're not carrying.”

STEWART: You are giving us a great deal of trouble.

DOCTOR: I'm delighted to hear that.

DOCTOR: Your Doctor is an antediluvian fogey. Allowing himself to be captured by the Sontarans. If anything happens to myself as a result of it I will never forgive himself.

PERI: Oh, I do wish you'd stop switching personal pronouns. It'd make it a lot easier to understand what you're talking about.

ROMANA: How did you know?

DOCTOR: Oh, knowing's easy. Everyone does that ad nauseam. I just sort of hope.

SETH: If we don't pay tribute, the Nimon will destroy us.

ROMANA: Sounds like an insecure personality to me.

SETH: He lives in the power complex.

ROMANA: That fits.

MIKE: I found him wandering the streets.

DOCTOR: I was not wandering the streets. I was merely contemplating certain local cartographic anomalies.

“Hello, I'm the Doctor! I believe you want to kill me.”

“I tolerate this century, but I don't enjoy it. Have you ever thought what it's like to be wanderers in the fourth dimension? Have you? To be exiles? Susan and I are cut off from our own planet, without friends or protection. But one day we shall get back. Yes, one day. One day.”

“There are worlds out there where the sky is burning, where the sea's asleep, and the rivers dream. People made of smoke, and cities made of song. Somewhere there's danger, somewhere there's injustice, and somewhere else the tea's getting cold. Come on, Ace, we've got work to do!”

ACE: Master? Who's he?

DOCTOR: An evil genius. One of my oldest and deadliest of enemies.

ACE: Do you know any nice people? You know, ordinary people, not power-crazed nutters trying to take over the galaxy?

“Ah, thank goodness in this regeneration I've regained my impeccable sense of haute couture.”

COLBY: There's a corpse by the wood.

FENDELMAN: What sort of corpse?

COLBY: A dead one. What other sort is there?

LIGHT: You are endlessly agitating, unceasingly mischievous. Will you never stop?

DOCTOR: I suppose I could. It would make a change.

ACE: You're just an aging hippy, Professor.

DOCTOR: There might be something in that, yes.

“Well, to be fair, I did have a couple of gadgets which he probably didn't, like a teaspoon and an open mind.”

PERI: I only hope it believes you.

DOCTOR: Well, if it doesn't, I shall beat it into submission with my charm.

DOCTOR: I feel disorientated.

SARAH JANE: This is the Disorientation Centre.

DOCTOR: That makes sense.

BELAZS: What are you doing here?

DOCTOR: That's a very difficult question. Why is everyone round here so preoccupied with metaphysics?

DOCTOR: Have you ever heard of the Flying Dutchman?

LEELA: No.

DOCTOR: Pity, I've often wanted to know who he was.

LAURENCE: How could you possibly know that?

DOCTOR: Well, you see, Mister Scarman, I have the advantage of being slightly ahead of you. Sometimes behind you, but normally ahead of you.

LAURENCE: I see.

DOCTOR: I'm sure you don't, but it's very nice of you to try.

“An apple a day keeps the, er... no, never mind.”

RIGG: Yes, but who do you work for?

DOCTOR: Work for? I don't work for anybody. I'm just having fun.

TEKA: They say he's the only scientist left on Skonnos.

ROMANA: Really? Why is that?

SETH: The great Civil War. Only the army survived.

ROMANA: That sounds like a well-organised war.

“I say, what a wonderful butler. He's so violent.”

ADRIC: Will Romana be all right?

DOCTOR: All right? She'll be superb.

“Would you mind not standing on my chest? My hat's on fire.”

“ (About the TARDIS) The assembled hordes of Genghis Khan couldn't get through that door, and believe me, they've tried.”

“Fear makes companions of all of us.”

“Winning? Is that what you think it's about? I'm not trying to win. I'm not doing this because I want to beat someone, or because I hate someone, or because, because I want to blame someone. It's not because it's fun and God knows it's not because it's easy. It's not even because it works, because it hardly ever does. I do what I do, because it's right! Because it's decent! And above all, it's kind. It's just that. Just kind. If I run away today, good people will die. If I stand and fight, some of them might live. Maybe not many, maybe not for long. Hey, you know, maybe there's no point in any of this at all, but it's the best I can do, so I'm going to do it. And I will stand here doing it till it kills me. You're going to die too, some day. How will that be? Have you thought about it? What would you die for? Who I am is where I stand. Where I stand, is where I fall. Stand with me. These people are terrified. Maybe we can help, a little. Why not, just at the end, just be kind?”

“You're probably handsome, aren't you? Well, congratulations on your relative symmetry.”

“Without hope. Without witness. Without reward.”

“If you could touch the alien sand and hear the cries of strange birds and watch them wheel in another sky, would that satisfy you?”

QUELL: So, what are you a doctor of?

DOCTOR: Now, there's a question that's never asked often enough. Let's say intestinal parasites.

“I'm so pleased to finally see you. I'm the Doctor and I will be your victim this evening. Are you my mummy?”

“You feel that pounding in your heart? That tightness in the pit of your stomach? The blood rushing to your head, do you know what that is? That's adventure. The thrill and the fear, and the joy of stepping into the unknown. That's why we're all here, and that's why we're alive!”

“Now, don't antagonise her. I love a happy medium.”

“Time's in flux, changing every second. Your cozy little world can be rewritten like that. Nothing is safe. Remember that. Nothing.”

DOCTOR: Now, first things first. Be honest. How do I look?

ROSE: Umm... different.

DOCTOR: Good different or bad different?

ROSE: Just...different.

DOCTOR: Am I... ginger?

ROSE: No, you're just sort of... brown.

DOCTOR: Aw, I wanted to be ginger! I've never been ginger!

“I'm going to get killed by a Christmas tree!”

DOCTOR: It's my back.

RIVER: Your back?

DOCTOR: Yeah, my back's playing up. It simply refuses to carry the weight of an entirely pointless stratum of society who contribute nothing of worth to the world and crush the hopes and dreams of working people.

“Oh, Jeff. You bad, bad man. Yaz, this is the sort of stuff about which you would ask yourself, if I set fire to this, will it have explosive and potentially devastating consequences? And the answer is yes.”

MASTER: The title you chose: Doctor. Now, it’s not just a man of healing. It means “teacher”. It means “tutor”. Whereas I am a Master. We both want to change the universe, to make it better, it’s only the scale of our ambition separates us.

DOCTOR: What are you saying? You’d like to have been a Doctor but you didn’t have the patients?

LIV: I’ll stay, you know. As long as you need me

DOCTOR: We all need someone. That’s what hope is. Other people.

“Ohhh, the Cloister Bell. Always just that little bit too late to be of any real use, aren't you?”

KARVANISTA: You defile the sacred legacy of my forebears.

DAN: You don't look anything like four bears.

“There's a horror movie called Alien? That's really offensive. No wonder everyone keeps invading you.”

DOCTOR: Oh, look, Bill, it's Nardole. What a lovely surprise. I thought I sent you to Birmingham for a packet of crisps. 


NARDOLE: Yeah, I saw through your cunning ruse. 


DOCTOR: Yes, well, if you will go thinking for yourself. What do you want? 


NARDOLE: I was given strict instructions to keep you at the university. 


DOCTOR: Who by?


NARDOLE: You.


DOCTOR: Well, you're not doing a very good job, are you? I'll overlook it this once. 


NARDOLE: Do you know what this is? 


DOCTOR: If it's not crisps, you're sacked.

“Azimendah, you're an android pilot with a spotless record. I'd trust you to fly me stark naked through a cheese grater. It's your show.”

DOCTOR: Do you want a dangerous fugitive staying in your flat?

PAUL: Of course not.

DOCTOR: Well then, don’t upset him and he'll be a nice fugitive staying in your flat.