His dissertation was on Orangutans in the time vortex. MINE WAS ON QUANTUM MECHANICS IN THE VOID DAMN IT.

Whatever happened to our kind's ingenuity and creativity? Must it truly die with me?

Whatever happened to Timelord creativity and ingenuity? Must such a burden of knowledge die with me? Pitiful.

Ah, yes, because "The Corsair" is not an entirely base and dull way of saying you're a pirate of the stars. Pretentious.

I named myself The Master because I am the master of my own fate. I am not the puppet of a timelord's whims, nor am I some fool who follows orders blindly to my death. I am The Master. The only will I follow is my own. I will not suffer fools.

I miss the food away from Earth. The slop they serve here is utterly without flavour.

They're like chewing sand. Was I ever such an imbecile? x.com/TheMasterSeta/…

Yes, and everyone ignores it. Welcome to freedom. Isn't it just liberating? x.com/TheMasterSeta/…

There is a great deal of imagination my predecessors seem to lack. Such disappointments.

Was I ever so soft that I would simply do as somebody else asked?

You already are one. x.com/TheMasterSeta/…

Not in this regeneration, no. Ask my predecessor. x.com/avictorianslut…

I like this one. x.com/avictorianslut…

Must this become about vanity?

Each moment spent on Earth is like being repeatedly stabbed by needles. I. Am. In. Agony.

Did I used to have some obsession with apples? How unacceptably dull of me.

*He hurls a box of apples into the nearest bin. And then another. And another. And another.*

Somebody call a Doctor - I'm SICK... of being locked in a stupid box.

Insufferable, all these timelords who are /obsessed/ with humans. They are truly infuriating.