And I Quote: March 16, 2007

just keep in mind that you don't want to read this if you haven't seen the most recent Grey's & you plan to...

Meredith: People have scars in all sorts of unexpected places. Like secret road maps of their personal histories, diagrams of all their old wounds. Most of our old wounds heal, leaving nothing behind but a scar.

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Izzie: People are what matters... You don't like people! Is this about your mother?

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Meredith: People are what matters. Paint with all the colors of the wind.
Izzie: Oh... Ok. You're crazy now.
Meredith: I'm alive!
Izzie: Ohhh-kay.

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Meredith: Some wounds we carry with us everywhere. And though the cut is long gone, the pain still lingers.

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Meredith: We're lurking in a way that was subtle when it was two of us, but isn't now that it's twelve.

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Derek: Because you have to have a family whether you like them or not.

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Izzie: Was it good? Was he good? Did he make you a bettah lovah?
Cristina: Do you remember all the other times I talked to you about my sex life?
Izzie: No.
Cristina: Exactly.

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Derek: Collin Marlow.
Preston: The one & only.
Derek: He...
Preston: Yes.
Derek: With...
Preston: Yes.
Derek: Wow.
Preston: Indeed.

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Alex: Izzie... You didn't want me.
Izzie: Yeah... but that didn't mean I want you to want anyone else.

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Derek: She's tough. She tries to hide it. She's difficult, but if you make an effort, she's worth it... She's worth the effort.

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Helen (Derek's friend & patient, speaking to him): Ok, but in this moment, you're the ass who gave me my life back.

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George: I'm always apologizing. No. I can't be wrong all the time. Is that really possible?

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Meredith: What's worse -- new wounds which are so horribly painful? Or old wounds that should have healed years ago, but didn't? Maybe our old wounds teach us something. They remind us where we've been & what we've overcome. They teach us lessons about what to avoid in the future. That's what *we* like to think. But that's not the way it is, is it? Some things we just have to learn over & over & over again.