White Silence

A surgeon’s world is a rhythm of breath, silence, and heartbeat. You don’t perform miracles — you fight for them, one pulse, one incision, one hope at a time.

from White Silence

A surgeon’s world is a rhythm of breath, silence, and heartbeat. You don’t perform miracles — you fight for them, one pulse, one incision, one hope at a time.

Life does not give what we want—it gives what we are ready to endure, so that we may become the person capable of holding our dreams.

from White Silence

Life does not give what we want—it gives what we are ready to endure, so that we may become the person capable of holding our dreams.