Be Magnificent

I think I figured it out. That is, ahem, why everyone loves the Doctor. Why I love the Doctor. (I'm sorry, if you're not farmiliar with Doctor Who, because this is not going to make sense, but you might enjoy reading it anyway [I hope].)

He's a good man. He's just so good.

He's a Doctor. It's in the name, the name he chose. Never cowardly or cruel. Never give up. Never give in.  He's kept that promise for a thousand years. He doesn't leave the ones he loves, because he's got no where to go, just running.

And he loves everyone. He believes in everyone. There has never been a human being that wasn't important, and he loves them all. He'd sacrifice himself in an instant if it meant that he could stop a genocide or save the Earth, the Universe, all of space-time, the future, the past, a single human that thinks she doesn't matter.

Everyone loves the Doctor because he tells you that you can be magnificent, that you are magnificent. He makes you feel that way because even though he's a thousand years old, he's been protecting the Earth, the future, your future, all that time.

And he is magnificent.

(Also it might have something to do with the fact that he's hilarious and nerdy and lovable and adorable and has a freaking TARDIS. But that doesn't sound as good.)