Owen: Lets move in together. Good, you cant answer. That's good I don't want you to, I ran it past my shrink and she thinks it's a good idea. So think about it. Me, you, our own place.
Cristina: Yes.
Owen: What! Yes?
Cristina: Yes, but I need to warn you that this is my fourth martini and my judgment is severely impaired. Also, I'm a real easy lay right now.

Owen: You have a cold. It could have happened to any of us.
Teddy: Yeah but it didn't. It was me. On the day that Sheppard is interviewing Evans for my job and I am the new girl here who nobody really knows and even Yang is in love with Evans. And I have a freaking cold!

Owen: You scared of me?
Christina: I don't want to be.

Owen: When you're commanding officer tells you to stand down, you stand down.
Christina: I'm not in the army and your not my commanding officer.

Cristina: Owen, what are you thinking?
Owen: Nothing. Go to bed.

You have to hold on to that moment.

Isn't saving your life worth a long shot?

Someone is coming - help is coming.

Surgeons are arrogant enough to think - there is no one we can't save.

Dying isn't easy - the body was designed to stay alive - thick skulls, strong hearts, keen senses. When the body starts to fail, the medicine takes over.

Owen: Old school.
Richard: Old? Wow. I did not see that coming.
Cristina: You're adorable when you're slow.

I miss my best friend, too.

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