A BMS hears hoofbeats outside his window, the first thing he thinks of is a zebra

At a cardiac arrest, the first procedure is to take your own pulse

There is no body cavity that cannot be reached with a number fourteen needle and a good strong arm.

The delivery of medical care is to do as much nothing as possible.

The patient is the one with the disease

I make my patients feel like they're still part of life, part of some grand nutty scheme instead of alone with their diseases. With me, they still feel part of the human race.

Yes, last year in interviewing. Empathy is when you repeat the last three words the patient says and nod your head.

Only write if you can't not.

Gomers are human beings who have lost what goes into being human beings. They want to die, and we will not let them.

To do nothing for the gomers was to do something, and the more conscientiously I did nothing the better they got.

It ain't easy to do nothing, now that society is telling everyone that their body is fundamentally flawed and about to self-destruct. People are afraid they're on the verge of death all the time

No name-calling truly bites deep unless, in some dark part of us, we believe it. If we are confident enough then it is just noise.

It happens a lot, but I also think of it as not so much like being abandoned by a director 'cause they're worried about a technical aspect, but I think actually that's my job.

In Los Angeles, they don't want you to fail, they want you to die.

The trading rules I live by are: 1. Cut losses. 2. Ride winners. 3. Keep bets small. 4. Follow the rules without question. 5. Know when to break the rules.

I wouldnt mind seeing opera die. Ever since I was a boy, I regarded opera as a ponderous anachronism, almost the equivalent of smoking.

I don't have enough information, and enough courage, to come up with a definite version of events. And I think it is too dangerous for me to do so.

Each day we go to our work in the hope of discovering.

Like I have to pretend like I'm a male rapper, that I got stacks and we're in the club, and what do I want to say. And then, when writing Rare I could just be PJ.

[I normally go-to] whiskey on the rocks. Or a beer. Or with dinner, a glass of white wine.

The leaf, still green, must someday fall such grief and joy to live at all.