Character: Meredith Grey. Page 2

Surgeons grow ugly. While the other kids played outside, we sit in his den, learning the periodic table, hours looking at children's microscope, dissecting his first frog.
No one wants to be ugly. Many are aware that they became monsters when it's too late to change something. But no matter how ugly you've become, there's always a chance that you need someone. If he is not tired to wait for you. Because in love, even freaks can't wait forever.

We are superstitious, as are smart enough to understand that not everything is in our hands.

Anyone who believes that after death we otospites, let them talk to me after a month on the Intern.

Even now I believe for the most part love is about choices. It's about putting down the poison and the dagger and making your own happy ending ... most of the time. And that sometimes despite all your best choices and all your best intentions, fate wins anyway.
Even now I believe in love choices, the main thing is to postpone the daggers and poison, and to come up with a good ending. But sometimes, despite your choices and intentions, fate wins anyway...

If you drink your vitamins, pay your taxes and never cut the line, and the universe still gives you people and then gives them to slip through your fingers like water... And that you have the vitamins and nothing more...

They say the inability to accept loss is a form of madness. Probably so, but sometimes it's the only way to survive...

Let's pray that someone is mortally wounded and will soon bring him here because we're closer than Mercy West?
Yeah.
- And with the Lord you already settled?

- Why did you eat ten doll heads?
Eleven would have been too much.

I'm not just saying that I would be better than one. Not because I thought so, but because suddenly, I fall in love with someone... And we broke up, and I will not be able to survive it. To be one easier, because suddenly, you realize that can not live without love. And it is no more? Suddenly, you'll love it And you will get used to it? What if you build your life around it, And then... It will disappear? You will be able to endure such pain? Losing love is like organ damage. As death. The difference is that... Death is the end. And this? This could go on forever.

Well that life is not attached to a scalpel. Otherwise, if something started to hurt, we would just cut and cut...

- Want a drink?
- Yes, you want something non-alcoholic, because I'm trying to get pregnant. And alcohol will make my baby have three heads and sixteen toes.
- Can then crack it, you got it?

Time flies. Time waits for no man. Time heals all wounds. All any of us wants is more time. Time to stand up. Time to grow up. Time to let go. Time.
Time flies. Time waits for no man. Time heals all wounds. Any of us wants is more time. Time to get up. Time to grow up. Time to let go. Time.

What you can do in one hour? Go shopping, sit in traffic, get an oil change? If you think one hour is not so much. 60 minutes, 3600 seconds, that's all.

He's married and I'm knitting a sweater.