I guess I just wanted to show you that there's two sides to every victory. Those who live to revel in it, and those who died making it happen.

Good patients get a nice, new face. Bad patients bleed all over the floor because they want to screw up their surgeon's life!

Even at the worst of times, things aren't so bad when you're around, sir/mum.

The Railroad? Aren't they busy liberating vending machines and saving computers?

Sharon spilled coffee on my new shirt while we were in the lounge this morning. I told her it was fine and we had a good laugh about the whole thing. If she does it again I'll stab her in the fucking throat with my pen.
She's a good kid.