Tyra: Don't worry. It wasn't as bad as you think.
Emily: Really?
Tyra: No, I'm just saying that to make you feel better.

Ignore feelings of guilt.

Emily: What's up, Cassandra, why are you being nice?
Cassandra: Oh, fine, I need a favor.

Emily: You told him I'd go out with him?
Tyra: It's not that big of a deal. You don't have to put out or anything. I mean, I'm sure he'd appreciate that, but that's totally up to you.

[to Will] What do you mean I have a break-bad-news face?

Tyra: You can make nice conversation, right? You're not going to be all dull and 'which movies to do you like' and 'I think Greek yogurt's overrated,' right?
Emily: I can improve on that.

Will: Well, what do you know, you think you know someone, then you find out she keeps a penis in her locker.
Emily: Seriously, could Albagetti be more immature?
Tyra: I'm no expert but the detail work is stunning.

Cassandra: You're such a ridiculous person, Pitts. Why is it that I'm being so nice to you if you can't do me one simple favor?
Emily: Cassandra, how is it that you always know just what to say?

[to Emily] First, there's nothing wrong with guilt. I mean, right now I'd like to walk away and leave you here feeling bad because then maybe you'd mess up in the OR or something, but I'd feel bad about that. So instead I'm telling you everyone knows you're a good person. It's incredibly annoying. So clearly, whatever you did, you had good intentions because that's just who you are.

Cassandra

[to Will] I don't want to be that shy girl always wishing that her life would turn out the way I want it to. I have to make it turn out the way I want it to. And what I want, what I really, really want, is you.

Emily: We'll just take it slowly. The whole friendship thing.
Cassandra: Sounds good.

We all have faith in something. God, science, our partner, our self. We need certain things to be true. All our plans depend on it. Because in the absence of that...

Emily Owens, M.D. Quotes

Tyra: You've got your jocks, aka the orthopedic surgeons. Mean girls go into plastics. Your All-American, girl next door types, they're gonna be in OB. The true geeks, they're the neurologists. The rebels are in the ER. Stoners, anesthesia, and peds gets your sanctimonious church-goers.
Emily: How about us.
Tyra: Surgery's a melting pot, a little bit of everything, which basically means none of us get along.

I wasn't one of those kids who thrived in high school. I was geeky. Alright, I was very geeky...high school was rough. But, you know what got me through? The knowledge that I'd outgrow all those feelings of insecurity and in

Emily