Caroline Forbes

— Hello, love.
— Who is this?
— Ouch, has it really been that long?
— Klaus...

— His name is Stefan Salvatore. He lives with his uncle at the Salvatore boarding house. He hasn't lived here since he was a kid. Military family, moved around a lot. He's a Gemini, and his favorite color is blue.
— You got all of that in one day?
— Oh, please, I got all that between third and fourth period. We're planning a June wedding.

Your happiness is a part of my happiness.

— Are you having a good time?
— Do you have my crystal?
— No.
— Then I'm not having a good time.

– Why are you being like this? I'm so good to you and I'd do anything. You know, it's just some stupid necklace.
– No, you are the only stupid thing here. And shallow. And useless.

I will never forget you.

Don't make me murder you while you contemplate killing yourself.

Now Mr. Mikaelson is going to explain exactly what he needs you to do. Very clearly and kindly, without even a hint of a temper or frustration.

— Would you even be here if I had longer to live?
— Maybe I'd let you chase me around for a few more centuries. That was always the fun part anyway.

— After all your haranguing. "Be a better father, become more engaged..."
— I refute "harangue." I am not a haranguer. I gave constructive advice.

She's not eight years old anymore. She doesn't have to look up to you now just because you're her dad. You have to earn it.

— It's pretty basic. Some girls just like the bad boys. The more sheltered they are, the more likely it is.
— You say that like it's inevitable. It's not a rite of passage.
— Oh, for some girls it is. It was for me. If there was a bad boy within a five-mile radius, I would find him. And some were even way too old for me.
— Well. I'm sure some had very... pure intentions.

— We believe in inclusive blending of the species here. So, outside of full moons, vampires, witches and werewolves all cohabitate peacefully.
— Where do you keep the hybrids? In the root cellar?