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.

IZZIE: "I'm a pretty girl."
RICHARD: "What?"
IZZIE: "I'm not being arrogant, it's just, it's just kind of a fact. For a long time I made a career from my looks, so I get it, I'm a pretty girl. And not in a 'from a certain angle' way, in an obvious way. It’s the blonde thing and the big boobs thing. Big boobs are a key to 'obvious pretty' if you know what I'm saying."
RICHARD: "Dr. Stevens-"
IZZIE: "It's how men see me. I'm not a smart girl or an interesting girl, I'm a pretty girl. The blonde and the boobs, it confuses guys into thinking I'm someone else. And I'm used to it. And I'm used to them walking away when they realize… But then Denny goes and asks me to marry him."
RICHARD: "Is that why you cut the wires?"
IZZIE: "He doesn't make me feel like I'm a pretty girl. He makes me feel like… like me. I think he might know me. And so, if I did cut the LVAT wire, and I'm not saying that I did, but if I did, then no. I don't feel guilty. I know that I should. I would if it were anybody else's. But I can't feel anything but happy."

"People die in front of us everyday. But I believe Meredith will survive this. I believe, I believe, I... I believe in the good. I believe that it's been a hell of a year and I believe that, in the face of overwhelming evidence to the contrary, that we will be okay. I believe a lot of things. I believe that... I believe that Denny is always with me... and I believe that if I eat a tub of butter and no one sees, that the calories don't count. And I believe that surgeons who prefer staples over stitches are just lazy. And I believe that you are a man that made a terrible mistake marrying Callie and I believe that because I'm your best friend I can tell you this and we can be okay. I believe that even though you made this mistake you will be okay. I believe we survive, George. I believe that believing we survive... is what makes us survive."

MEREDITH: [to Derek] "I am a sink with an open drain, and anything you say runs straight out." [storms off]
GEORGE: "She probably could have used a better metaphor."
IZZIE: "Give her a break, she's got a hangover."

Izzie: You never know the biggest day of your life is the biggest day. Not until it's happening. You don't recognize the biggest day of your life, not until you're right in the middle of it. The day you commit to something or someone. The day you get your heart broken. The day you meet your soul mate. The day you realize there's not enough time, because you wanna live forever. Those are the biggest days. The perfect days. You know?
Denny: I bet you ... you made a beautiful bride.
Izzie: It was a beautiful day.
Alex: You put the scarf on. I told you, you don't need it. You look gorgeous without it.
Denny: He's right.
Izzie: Go away now. Go away, I wanna be alone with my husband.
Alex: (Takes off her scarf, and kisses her forehead) My wife is hot!
(Izzie giggles and smiles)

HEATHER: "What are you all staring at? Really, if you're expecting me to be the brave and heartwarming disabled girl, that isn't going to be happen, so go ahead and do your thing."
MIRANDA: "Stevens."
IZZIE: "Heather Douglas, 17. Past medical history of VATER syndrome."
MIRANDA: "Which is?"
IZZIE: "VATER syndrome is a genetic condition that affects the vertebrae, anus, trachea, esophagus and renal system."
HEATHER: "Wow, give this girl a medal. She memorized the whole acronym, which I assure you is a hell of a lot easier than living with it."

IZZIE: "Blows over? What does that even mean?"
GEORGE: "When Meredith and I... uh, eventually it blew over, the past."
IZZIE: "You mean the sad sex? The sad, tragic, depression inducing sex you had with Meredith is the same as what we-"
GEORGE: "I can't. Back off. Just for now... back off."

IZZIE: "You know when you don’t have sex for a while you sort of forget how good it is and you don't really need it as much?"
GEORGE: "Yeah, that doesn't happen to guys."

Oooh! A trauma!

DENNY: "Aww, don't cry."
IZZIE: "I cannot fall for a patient."
DENNY: "Good luck with that."
IZZIE: [kisses Denny]

"Stop talking ... I mean it ... there is nothing to talk about. There is nothing to discuss."

MIRANDA: "How're you feeling, Denny?"
DENNY: "Really, really good. Like an athlete or a superhero or some other really, really healthy person."
IZZIE: "You're funny. You're a funny guy."

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