– You know why we run, Doctor?
– Because it’s fun.
– Because we know summer can’t last forever.
– Of course it can. Of course it can. You just have to steal a timemachine.
— She died, Doctor. Clara died billions of years ago.
— You killed her.
— No.
— You let it happen.
— No, I didn’t. Neither did you. She did. She died for who she was and who she loved. She fell where she stood. It was sad. And it was beautiful.