Lexie: [narrating] Grief may be a thing we all have in common, but it looks different on everyone.
Mark: It isn't just death we have to grieve. It's life. It's loss. It's change.
Alex: And when we wonder why it has to suck so much sometimes, has to hurt so bad. The thing we gotta try to remember is that it can turn on a dime.
Izzie: That's how you stay alive. When it hurts so much you can't breathe, that's how you survive.
Derek: By remembering that one day, somehow, impossibly, you won't feel this way. It won't hurt this much.
Bailey: Grief comes in its own time for everyone, in its own way.
Owen: So the best we can do, the best anyone can do, is try for honesty.
Meredith: The really crappy thing, the very worst part of grief is that you can't control it.
Arizona: The best we can do is try to let ourselves feel it when it comes.
Callie: And let it go when we can.
Meredith: The very worst part is that the minute you think you're past it, it starts all over again.
Cristina: And always, every time, it takes your breath away.
Meredith: There are five stages of grief. They look different on all of us, but there are always five.
Alex: Denial.
Derek: Anger.
Bailey: Bargaining.
Lexie: Depression.
Richard: Acceptance.

Doesn't matter how tough we are, trauma always leaves a scar. It follows us home, it changes our lives, trauma messes everybody up, but maybe that's the point. All the pain and the fear and the crap. Maybe going through all of that is what keeps us moving forward. It's what pushes us. Maybe we have to get a little messed up, before we can step up.

Alex (narrating)

Alex: What is this?
Izzie: Take off your pants.
Alex: Iz, it's a...
Izzie: Be my husband, get undressed, get into bed and hold me. I don't know what you're so mad about and I don't know what you're scared of because you won't talk to me. But, I'm scared too Alex. And I can't... if you won't... If we're gonna have any chance at a life together then I need you to. Please...
Alex: You died in my arms. You died in my arms! You freakin died, and then you left instructions that I wasn't allowed to save your life. You wanna know what I'm scared of? I'm scared of everything. I'm scared to move. I'm scared to breathe. I'm scared to touch you. I can't lose you. I won't survive. And that's your fault. You made me love you, you made me let you in. And then you freaking died in my arms.

Arizona: McDreamy.
Alex: Sorry.
Arizona: I get it now. The whole McDreamy thing. I didn't get it before, but now I totally get it. You know they call you that, right?
Alex: Yes.
Arizona: I'm involved, by the way. In case you thought I was coming onto you just now, which I was not. Plus I heard you got married, by the way. So, congratulations!
Derek: Yes, thank you.
Alex: He wrote some hokey crap on a post-it note in the residents' lounge. Sorry but until you're sweating it out in a morning coat, you're not really married.
Derek: I've consummated mine. I consummate mine all the time. How's that going for you Karev? Girls talk. You might want to think about that the next time you criticize my post-it.

Izzie: They tried number 9? Who does 9?
Sadie: Well personally I'm a fan of 5, 7, 8, pretty much 12 through 20.
Meredith (laughs): I would try 15.
Izzie: Don't. Don't try 15. I would try 16. Yeah. I've never done that before.
Alex: You'd try 16?
Izzie: Uh huh. I would. I totally would. (Izzie and Alex look at each other then quickly leave the table)
Lexie: Um, don't do 16 too fast. It can hurt badly ... I heard.

Izzie: If Derek cuts the tumor out I could lose my memory, and if he doesn't I can die. I don't know what to do. Alex, tell me what to do.
Alex: Iz, I can't tell you what to do.
Izzie: Of course you can, you're my husband. That's what husbands do, they stomp around telling their wives what to do. It's your job.
Alex: My job is to support whatever you wanna do.
Izzie: I don't know what I wanna do. That's why I'm asking you. Ok, I have an idea. Let's put it to a vote. All in favor of the surgery.
Meredith: No. We're not voting. No ones... no ones voting.
Izzie: Opposed?
Cristina: I'm opposed... to voting.
Izzie: Just decide for me. Please?
Alex: You don't have to know right now. Think about it.
Izzie: I don't have time.

Alex: When I win, you can scrub in for me.
Izzie: Alex, she's... she's not gonna pick you.
Alex: I'll scrub in for you too if you win, which you won't, 'cause I will. [kisses her]
Denny: Enough!
Izzie: I... I gotta go!

Izzie: Thank you.
Derek: A little more suction.
(Alex knocks on window)
Alex: It's 2 o'clock Izzie!
Izzie: Oh my god.
Derek: Stevens no more fighting in my OR. Go deal with this.

Alex: We need you back.
Arizona: I'm trying.
Alex: You know, Callie's trying too.

IZZIE: "Can you please... please, just get out? I want to be alone with Denny."
ALEX: "Izzie, that’s not Denny."
IZZIE: "Shut up."
ALEX: "Izz, its not Denny. The minute his heart stopped beating, he stopped being Denny. I know you love him... but he also loved you. And a guy that loves you like that, he doesn't want you to do this to yourself. Because its not Denny, Not any more."
IZZIE: "An hour ago he was proposing. And now… and now hes going to the morgue. Isn't that ridiculous? Isn't it the most ridiculous piece of crap you've ever..." [starts sobbing, Alex consoles her]

Saw action. Sweet!

I'm here Izz. I'm right here.

Grey's Anatomy Quotes

MEREDITH: "You don't get to call me a whore. When I met you, I thought I had found the person that I was going to spend the rest of my life with. I was done! All the boys and all the bars and all the obvious daddy issues, who cares? I was done. You left me. You chose Addison. I'm all glued back together now. I make no apologies for how I chose to repair what you broke. You don't get to call me a whore."
DEREK: "This thing with us is finished. It's over."
MEREDITH: "Finally."
DEREK: "Yeah, it's done."
MEREDITH: "It is done."

There's a reason I said I'd be happy alone. It wasn't 'cause I thought I'd be happy alone. It was because I thought if I loved someone and then it fell apart, I might not make it. It's easier to be alone, because what if you learn that you need love and you don't have it? What if you like it and lean on it? What if you shape your life around it and then it falls apart? Can you even survive that kind of pain? Losing love is like organ damage. It's like dying. The only difference is death ends. This? It could go on forever.

Meredith