“Giddy up.”

“...by the end of my first week as an intern, I am just about ready to throw my pager out the window. A high window. Overlooking a trash compactor. Filled with highly corrosive acid.”

“…but because they felt the neighborhood was safer than the one around Columbia, the medical campus of which was so far north that it was practically an annex of the Bronx”

“I don't break up, I trade up”

“What can I say to convince you that I'm on the up-and-up?""Why don't you just start at the beginning and I'll stop you when you've won me over.”

“Winter is not here yet. There’s a little flower, up yonder, the last bud from the multitude of bluebells that clouded those turf steps in July with a lilac mist. Will you clamber up and pluck it to show papa?”

“[The] maid of honor - the unambiguous, grown-up equivalent of wearing best friend necklaces.”