You wanna let yourself get killed? That's not heroic. That's tragic.

I'm not sad. I'm frickin hungry!

Stefan: I love her, Damon.
Damon: So do I.

Damon: You have no sense of humor.
Stefan: I have no sense of Damon humor.

Stefan: Destroying Klaus is all I have left.
Elena: You had me!

You don't have to live with that. You get to live with that...every morning you get out of bed you sure better earn it.

Damon: Wow, I'd love to lend you a hand, but, you know, you wouldn't want me doing anything stupid.
Stefan: You're seriously gonna be like this?
Damon: You and your girlfriend are calling the shots. I'm just... backing off, Stefan.

Stefan: You're supposed to trust that I'm nothing like Enzo.
Matt: Except that you are.

You're here. And you're alive. Ish.

If she turns off her humanity, I don't think we'll ever get her back. I'll do anything to save her.

Damon: Elena's phone?
Stefan: Where is she?!?

Stefan: I think you were wrong about Caroline. I realize that I may not be able to explain what I feel for her, but it is something, and yeah, maybe all love isn't true love in the messed up way that you and I have experienced it, but I think this could turn into something even better.
Damon: Well then, brother, stop wasting your time sitting here with me.

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