“Do you really think all this is an accident – that we, a group of strangers survived, many of us with just superficial injuries? Do you think we crashed on this place by coincidence – especially, this place? We were brought here for a purpose, for a reason, all of us. Each one of us was brought here for a reason.”
“About a week before we all got on the plane, I got to talking with this man in a bar in Sydney. He was American, too. Doctor. I’ve been on some benders in my time, but this guy — he was going for an all time record. Turns out this guy has a son. His son’s a doctor, too. They had some kind of big time falling out. The guy knew it was his fault even though his son was back in the States thinking the same damn thing.”
This entire chain of events, it’s gonna start happening this afternoon. But… we can change that. I studied relativistic physics my entire life. One thing emerged over and over, can’t change the past. Can’t do it. Whatever happened, happened, right? But then I finally realized… I had been spending so much time focused on the constants, I forgot about the variables. Do you know what the variables in these equations are, Jack? Us. We’re the variables. People. We think. We reason. We make choices. We have free will. We can change our destiny….
Well, fear’s sort of an odd thing. When I was in residency, my first solo procedure was a spinal surgery on a 16 year old kid, a girl. And at the end, after 13 hours, I was closing her up and I, I accidentally ripped her dural sac. Shredded the base of the spine where all the nerves come together, membrane as thin as tissue. And so it ripped open. And the nerves just spilled out of her like angel hair pasta, spinal fluid flowing out of her and I… And the terror was just so… crazy. So real. And I knew I had to deal with it. So I just made a choice. I’d let the fear in, let it take over, let it do its thing, but only for five seconds, that’s all I was going to give it. So I started to count: One, two, three, four, five. Then it was gone. I went back to work, sewed her up and she was fine.
lost ≡ quotes ♥ tell me something, Jacob. why do I gotta be punished for your mistake? what made you think you could mess with my life? I was doing just fine until you dragged my ass to this rock. no you weren’t. none of you were.