“Control is all I have, and I don’t think that I can give that up,”

Caroline: “I hate the way that this is making me feel,”

Stefan: “That’s because you’re a control freak who’s lost control; I feel the same way when I’m around you,” Stefan assured her. “That’s what falling for somebody is. It’s being vulnerable. It’s giving up control.”

Caroline: “I know, but where I’m at right now in my life — the guilt, grief — control is all I have, and I don’t think that I can give that up,”

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The last true hermit.

The last true hermit was found and dragged out of hiding and into the world. Most might find his existence sad but the hermit knew something we didn’t. He knew that when it comes down to it, even when you’re with someone or in the noisy rush of people, it’s just you. The one you can count on, and lean on, and depend on. It has to be you. And once you figure that out, that’s when being alone becomes a choice.

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”Heads up, eyes on the target. Running. Full speed. Gravity be damned. Towards that thick layer of glass that is the ceiling. Running, full speed and crashing. Crashing into that ceiling and falling back.”

When my publicist called to tell me that I was receiving this honor, I screwed up my face and I said, ‘Are you sure? Me?’ And he said, ‘Yes.’ And I said, ‘Why?’ And then I said, ‘No really, WHY?’

And I made him call and ask for some written reason why I was getting this award. Because I really and truly was worried that there might have been some kind of mistake.

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Lone Wolf

”The last true hermit was found and dragged out of hiding and into the world. Most might find his existence sad but the hermit knew something we didn’t. He knew that when it comes down to it, even when you’re with someone or in the nosy rush of people, it’s just you. The one you can count on and lean on and depend on. It has to be you and once you figure that out, being alone becomes a choice.”

 

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#Grey’s Anatomy #Season 11 Episode 10

You are my original sin

You screwed his husband. That was poison fruit! You have released a snake into our garden! You have spat in the face of my hard work. You have summoned my soul with your perversion, your sickness … You are the burden I carry on my back as I make my way to salvation. You are my cross to bear. You are my original sin. You are pretty and stupid and you can’t make a living to save your life. What you have given me is our daughter, who can’t keep her knees together. I cannot wait until you meet your maker, I cannot wait until you are judged for your lies.

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