Yeah, well you get the idea. Crushed it, literal mic drop.

Kai

Enzo: Bit harsh, love.
Bonnie: I didn't know you were here.
Enzo: Well, when you're in this state, it's quite easy.
Bonnie: He earned it, I hate him.

Stefan: Bonnie.
Bonnie: There's nothing you can say.

Damon: Hold that thought.
Kai: Holding.

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Bonnie: I hope you're not going to set me on fire. I know that's what you do.
Cade: That would not be a good way to start our lesson.

Did it sound like she missed me?

Kai

Bonnie: What do you need?
Damon: I'm just calling to make sure you're okay.
Bonnie: I'm not, but you left me nine voicemails this morning, so you obviously need something.

Caroline: What can I do for you Mr. Donovan?
Matt: I need your help.
Caroline: Even though I'm part of the darkness that's ruining Mystic Falls?

Damon: Have a little faith, huh?
Alaric: Why don't you save that question for someone who has never killed you.

Damon: Were you in hell?
Alaric: Yeah, you saved me. I think I'm on the waitlist for heaven, but they haven't called.

Alaric: You murdered my wife.
Kai: Fiance. It was mid-ceremony if I remember it.

Kai: Hey, where am I?
Waiter: Mystic Falls... the grill.
Kai: [Laughs] Is it too late to order food?

Vampire Diaries Quotes

You want a love that consumes you. You want passion and adventure, and even a little danger... I want you to get everything you're looking for. But for right now, I want you to forget that this happened. Can't have people knowing I'm in town yet. Goodnight, Elena.

Damon

Dear Elena, yes you heard that correctly. Hell has frozen over. I'm writing it all down. Granted, I'm half a bottle in thanks to my 1950 Chateau Cheval Blanc, a bottle I waited 65 years to open. I used to spend nights sitting in my wine cellar convincing myself I could hear it age, tannins growing, fermenting, but appreciating its beauty didn't make time go by any faster. The bottle just laid there on its shelf, torturing me while I waited for Katherine and time stood still. Eventually I convinced myself that no sip of that wine could ever taste as good as I dreamt it would. And that is the story of why I drink bourbon. I don't know who I am without you, but I know that as long as I'm with you, time will stand still. So who is Damon Salvatore without Elena Gilbert? A selfish friend, a jealous brother, a horrible son? Or maybe with a little luck, I'll do right by you. Because you may be a thousand miles away or a hundred years away, but you're still here with me and my heart is right there in that coffin with you. Until you come back to me.

Damon