The TARDIS, shortly after Donna Noble left the Doctor.
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Of course, when one thinks about it, life depends on thinking, feeling, breathing, heart, mind, soul, body, all as one, that is life, and that is how one lives it.
The Doctor does not know if he believes in a soul.
When one considers life, one comes to realise that it depends on change and renewal, new outlooks, changing personality to fit the situation.
He changed a lot. He had been all sorts of people in his time. He still wasn't sure whether he liked them all.
When one considers life, one thinks that it is defined by the company one keeps.
"Behold your Children of Time, transformed into murderers." That is what he remembers.
When one remembers ones' life and how one has lived it, one is drawn to an inexorable conclusion, either one is good or one is evil.
The Doctor does not deal in absolutes. All are equal to him, he offers them all the chance to change their ways.
When one considers life, one learns somehow that it is defined ultimately by death.
He has lived many times. Died many times. He doesn't know how they shall all be remembered when his last life ends, but he knows somehow that he will be remembered. His lives all have lives of their own. His deaths take on new life as their beginning.
And that is how it is now.
The Doctor.
In The TARDIS.
As it was meant to be.
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The TARDIS, shortly after the Doctor said goodbye to Jackson Lake.
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He puts his hands in his pockets, and thinks then of Jackson Lake.
When one thinks about it more, when one is not in suh a bad mood, one is defined not by the way one thinks of oneself, but how others see you.
"The Doctor. Simply the Doctor. The one, the only, and the best."
In a world of his kind, where men and women die horrible deaths every day, he got the facts and figures of the Doctors life and somehow made himself a hero.
"What does that say about me?" the Doctor asked. Then he smiled.
He has a journey to begin – he cannot delay.
The journey that is the rest of his life.