If you’ve got forever, you don’t notice the flecks in the concrete. Or bother to touch the bricks. You send you friends into danger know the stakes aren’t the same for you. That you might get them killed, while you walk away unscathed.
There’s one thing I always meant to ask Jack. Back in the old days. I wanted to know about that Doctor of his. The man who appears out of nowhere and saes the world. Except sometimes, he doesn’t. All those times in history, when there was no sign of him, I wanted to know why not. But I don’t need to ask anymore. I know the answer now. Sometimes the Doctor must look at this planet and turn away in shame.