He [the Doctor] groaned. 'Why does it always have to be me?''Mr Rory is ill. You're the next best thing,' I [Maria] said simply.'Thank you,' he muttered. He didn't sound very pleased at all at that. Author:

Love is my fire and essence. The bundles which is my self is gone. Love has entered my house. You do not see me. You see 'the beloved.' How then can love be torn from my heart? Layla and Majnun as told