Grey's Anatomy [Season 2]

You know I can't remember the last time we've kissed...cause you never think the last time is the last time...you think there'll be more. You think you have forever, but you don't...

I'm really trying here to be happy! And i can't breathe... I can't breathe with you looking at me like that, so just stop!

I make no apologies for how I chose to repair what you broke.

But here's the truth about the truth: It hurts. So... we lie.

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.

More tequila. More love. More anything. More is better.

Something that changes us. Ideally, it gives us hope. A new way of living and looking at the world. Letting go of old habits, old memories. What's important is that we never stop believing we can have a new beginning. But it's also important to remember that amid all the crap are a few things really worth holding on to.

It's awful being a grown up. But the carousel never stops turning. You can't get off.