Lexie: I respect you. As a man. As a surgeon, as a teacher. I respect you. So... teach me.
Mark: What are you doing? Don't do that. Stop.
Lexie: Teach me!

Mark: Stop!
Lexie: Teach me.
Mark: We can't do this, you're Little Grey, and I promised, and... I'm your teacher.
Lexie: So... teach me!
Mark: Lexie...
Lexie: Teach me. Teach me. Come on, am I really so bad?
Mark: No. I am.

Emma: I never should have said it, I didn't mean it, I never should have said it.
Meredith: Tell her that. Tell her the last thing you'd want her to hear. Because you have to believe that if it were you in this bed and Holly was sitting with you feeling this bad, you would forgive her. Tell her.
Emma: I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. I love you.
Meredith: She loved you too. No matter what you said, no matter what happened between the two of you. She loved you. She loves you. She loves you.

Meredith: So you were right, Cristina and I are fighting.
Derek: You should go, talk to her. She's your best friend. It's important.
Meredith: Derek...
Derek: They don't tell you when you become a doctor it's gonna be like this. They don't tell you that you lose more patients than you save. 16... I'm sick of the death.
Meredith: I'm sorry.
Derek: I'll see you.
Meredith: Ok...

We all get at least one good wish a year. Over the candles on our birthday. Some of us throw in more. On eyelashes, fountains, lucky stars, and every now and then, one of those wishes comes true. So what then? Is it is as good as we'd hoped? Do we bask in the warm glow of our happiness? Or, do we just notice we've got a long list of other wishes waiting to be wished?

Meredith (voiceover)

Mark: We did good work today.
Callie: If we stay strong...
Mark: Don't get drunk...
Callie: Keep staring at Joe, we'll be fine.

Owen: You okay? Want to get a drink or something?
Cristina: Oh. Oh, now we're on again 'cause the mood suits you? Because I'm the sad little girl with no friends and I tripped your savior complex into action? Usually I can deal with the hot and cold thing, but not today. Just leave me the hell alone.

Mark: We're going to need a strategy. Their hot little eyes tracking our every move.
Callie: Okay. No casual glances over the shoulder. No "this is interesting, come and have a see."

We don't wish for the easy stuff. We wish for big things. Things that are ambitious, out of reach. We wish because we need help and we're scared and we know we may be asking too much. We still wish, though, because sometimes they come true.

Meredith (voiceover)

I'm worried about my hospital dying. I made some calls to replace Kinley. No one wants to come here. I can't keep a cardiac surgeon on staff. Burke quit. Hahn quit. Dixon's autistic. My OR roof collapsed, the whole place flooded. The interns are literally chopping each other into little pieces. No wonder we're number 12. Twelve!

Richard (to Derek)

All crimes are crimes of passion. There's always a reason. People don't do stuff like that because they forget it's illegal.

Meredith

Owen: Seems like you're short of a friend today, so I thought I'd fill in.
Cristina: Whatever. Colleagues aren't friends, they're competitors.

Grey's Anatomy Quotes

[walking by Izzie's room]
Meredith: Hot.
Sadie: Horny.

Sexual sorbet? Hahaha! I love it.

Bailey