Dr Reid Quotes Novels & Stories

I should have just bought a suit but I chose to wear Logan’s. “I should warn that Mister Jonathan is quite district man. He doesn’t like mistakes and he doesn’t condone lousiness. Tell me, Miss Reid, are you lousy?” “ I try my best not to be.” “ You have a sense of humour. I like that.” “ Of course I’m not lousy. Medicine and surgery has to do with people’s lives. It’s not something you can take lightly. I was the best graduating student of my class.” “ I’m happy to hear that. I should warn you as well, Mr Jonathan. likes women.”

“Yes. As long as we both want it to be.” I looked at the clock. We had already gone past the usual end time by six minutes. But neither of us had acknowledged it. I kept talking anyway. About a memory I hadn’t planned to share. It was about someone from years ago who used to look at me like I was the only person in the room, and how I hadn’t realized how much I missed that feeling until it was gone. Dr. Reid listened without interrupting. When he shifted in his chair, his knee came close enough to mine that I felt the heat of him through the small space left between us.

he laughs again before adding, "I like that word; I might have to start using it. But, I doubt the council members would be too impressed with me." "I haven't met them, but they sound very pompous and proper, so I have doubts about me making an excellent impression on that lot." I think about that briefly before adding, "Well, maybe Reid but other than that, probably not." "Reid, yes, that reminds me. He is drawn to you; he has spoken to me about your relationship with Atlas. I hope that doesn't deter you from being happy and exploring other relationships." My father spoke softly.

Reid’s gaze sharpened—not with anger, but interest. “You sound very certain.” “I am,” Iris said. “Because I was there.” Another pause. Finally, Dr. Reid leaned back. “Boldness is dangerous in medicine.” “So is fear,” Iris countered. The administrator cleared his throat quickly. “Dr. Moore, no one is accusing you of misconduct.” Not yet, Iris thought. “But,” the man continued, “there are optics to consider. Your association with Dr. Hale—” Iris stiffened. “My training under Dr. Hale?”

"You must be robust. No matter the circumstances, no matter the odds against you, you are a warrior. You must never give up until death claims you. Once you are still breathing, you still have to hope. Listen to me attentively. Rey Reed: Even though fear, death, and failure will continue to echo all around you, they will not dare to move closer unless you allow them to. So, never give up." My mom admonished and lectured me at the same time.

Reid muses as he takes a seat at the head of the table. “This was a much faster method,” I say coldly, and he chuckles lightly, but something about it doesn’t suggest he is amused in any way. Rather annoyed. “Well, next time I won't be able to attend your visit without an appointment. I am not just anyone you know; I am a busy man. Actually, before I was called, I was just with our researchers checking on possible breakthroughs into the omega plague.“ “Yes, we understand you are a terribly busy councilor.” I say the last word with much sarcasm and disdain, and I make sure he is able to catch it. He shoots me a fake smile just before I continue.

Honestly, not being able to remember from my past tends to give me so much concern but then, I just need to live with it, knowing that it won't last forever like the doctors always said to me. “I’m… okay,” I finally answered. “At least, I think I am.” He smiled, the easy kind that didn’t feel forced. Dr. Reynolds had that effect on people. He never rushed his questions or filled silence with noise. He let things sit until you were ready to talk. “That’s a fair answer,” he said, settling into the chair opposite me. “Better than pretending you’re great when you’re not.” I gave a small nod. “Some days feel clearer than others.”

After Eugene, washed his hands, he sat down next to Reid. "Uncle Doc, can you give me some corned beef?" Reid's police command. Eugene's eyebrows rose. "What? You call me 'Uncle Doc' now? I thought you’ll call me—" Reid averted his eyes. "It just slipped out of my mouth." "Eh?" My forehead furrowed. I swallowed what I was chewing before speaking. "What are you talking about?" "Boys talk, mommy." "Huh?" Reid turned to Eugene. His eyebrows went up and down. "Don’t ever tell, Uncle Doc. It’s just between you and me!”

Applause filled the hall. Reid stepped forward, his expression calm as always, and took the mic. “Thank you,” he began, his deep voice resonating smoothly. “I’ve never believed in words as much as I believe in actions. My vision is simple, progress through discipline and dedication. And I believe every person here tonight plays a part in that.” His eyes swept the crowd briefly, and for a second, they landed on me. Just a flicker. But enough to make my breath hitch. He continued talking, his words sharp and precise. Every line was calculated, just like him. When he finished, the applause was even louder this time.

Reid just laid there staring blankly at Maya, his eyes narrowing a bit then relaxing, only to narrow again as if he was trying to figure something out. "Okay, I might've gone a bit much on the last part" Maya quickly said. "I'm sure there's a compliment somewhere in there" Reid finally spoke, deadpanning. "No, not really, a compliment was not on the agenda" Maya quipped. "I remember you saying something about me being a... what were the exact words 'a sexy badass' and there was also that one about me being devilishly handsome and overall being a Greek God" "You already have big head, don't make it bigger by inflating your ego"