Bonnie, believe in me. I’ll save you.I remember how to fly.

Under her palm, his heart beat strong and sure. It was such a human sound, so honest, so real.

And Meredith and Bonnie, who’s going to bend some spoons for us next. I’m going to throw you down a rope… that is, unless Bonnie can levitate you out.

Are you trying to flirt?

It doesn’t matter if you can’t say it right now. I’ll say it for both of us. And someday you’ll learn.

Yeah, that’s it. I’m building a harem.

It’s not wrong to hustle hustlers. It’s like killing murderers, a public service. -Damon Salvatore

You ever had a hickey? I want to give you a hickey.””Karl, we’re not fourteen!””Don’t bloody care. I was in love with you when I was fourteen — your neck owes me a hickey.”(Karl &...

You do realize this makes your wings even more unique.””Are you saying you shot me as a cosmetic procedure?

The city that never sleeps (Damon to Elena S4)

I’m hoping you end up happily married to the man of your dreams and have a hoard of beautiful kids that’ll keep you on your toes by turning your neighbours into various types of pond-life.”...

Option 1: Attempt to back out.Probable result: Death after painful torture.Option 2: Do the job and hope.Probable result: Death but probably no torture (good)

Yes, she was the girl playing basketball with all the boys in the park, collecting cans by the side of the road, keeping secret pet kittens in an empty boxcar in the woods, walking alone...

Dmitri clearly gives good . . . blood.

For the first time in forever, he was stunned to silence. Not by her words, but by the tenderness in her hands, the worry in her eyes. He was an archangel. He’d been wounded far,...

Why do people always assume that volume will succeed when logic won’t? – Damon

What can I say? I prefer to die well informed.

Come on, it’s an American tradition. Apple soup? Mom’s homemade chicken pie?’ She chuckled in spite of herself, then winced. ‘It’s apple pie and Mom’s homemade chicken soup. But you didn’t do badly, for a...

You can deduct it from my slow and painful death.

Yeah, tell me I’m a bottle of single malt scotch, she thought. That’s the way to my heart.

When you’ve lived as long as I have,” he said, eyes heavy-lidded but definitely on her, “you learn to appreciate new sensations. They are rare in an immortal’s life.”She found she’d moved toward him. He...

Bathroom door beside you,” and picked up a vase and hit the rising Damon over the head with it. Hard.

I look into my heart and see the abyss looking back at me.”I won’t let you fall.