Bonnie: I just hope you know I appreciate how hard you fought to get back to me.
Enzo: It's what I do. It's what I'll always do.

I'd be honored to be your maid of honor...and not just because my main competition is in a coma until I die.

Caroline: You snuck into my house and found my old wedding book?
Bonnie: How else was I going to out-Caroline Forbes Caroline Forbes?

Bonnie: I can't lose you again.
Enzo: You never lost me, Bonnie Bennett.

Stefan: Please don't give up.
Bonnie: Of course. But please don't ask me to have hope. Hope hurts, and I don't want to hurt anymore.

Enzo: I need you to think about me.
Bonnie: No.

Bonnie: If you think this means you’re forgiven…
Damon: I am SO forgiven!

I have always wanted to be loved by someone in the way that you loved me. And I would rather have these memories than a future where I destroy them.

So I’m gonna die? Is that what you’re trying to tell me? Because I’ve done it once or twice before and it’s not all that fun.

Are we friends? I know why you wanted to do this in a letter. So you could desiccate in peace imagining whatever reaction you wanted. Me reading it and thinking “huh, I’m really gonna miss him.” Well too bad. That’s not my reaction. This is. I'm not okay with this decision. I’m not okay with you choosing yourself. And I’m not okay with never seeing you, my best friend, ever again. This hurts me. This hurts.

I need a drink. And a buddy. And right now you are my only buddy available to drink. I’m overlooking the fact that you nearly killed me the last time we hung out.

What’d you do? Couldn’t be worse than whatever was wearing that jean skirt.

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