I'm a Time Lord — a time traveler who, naturally, lives outside of time. I've got a machine that travels through time and space. How could I ever settle? [ And it's time for a rant, complete with frequent hand gestures and the occasional clap and twirl. ]
If I can go on a date with Madame de Pompadour on Monday, then have tea with Good Queen Bess on hour later, then spend the afternoon watching Rome fall, then stop Venice from falling, then save the earth from a fleet of invaders, then facilitate an intergalactic peace summit between humanity and yet another race they've gone and offended — and then, I can think, "Well, I really ought to go warn Caesar about those pesky Ides, eh?" And then I do it. I pop in to tell Brutus I rather like his cape and recommend Caesar watch his back.
That's one day. That's one nonlinear approximation of a day in my life. Every one of my days is like that. Everything that's ever happened and ever will — all at the touch of a button. [ He looks straight at the console, at Enjolras. ] Could you settle down, if you were me?
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If I can go on a date with Madame de Pompadour on Monday, then have tea with Good Queen Bess on hour later, then spend the afternoon watching Rome fall, then stop Venice from falling, then save the earth from a fleet of invaders, then facilitate an intergalactic peace summit between humanity and yet another race they've gone and offended — and then, I can think, "Well, I really ought to go warn Caesar about those pesky Ides, eh?" And then I do it. I pop in to tell Brutus I rather like his cape and recommend Caesar watch his back.
That's one day. That's one nonlinear approximation of a day in my life. Every one of my days is like that. Everything that's ever happened and ever will — all at the touch of a button. [ He looks straight at the console, at Enjolras. ] Could you settle down, if you were me?