Hayley Marshall

— The werewolf would like to know what the plan is.
— Well, that depends on what plan you have in mind, my love. My plan for world domination or Rebecca's plan to find love in this cruel, cruel world.

If we all judged ourselves by the mistakes we've made with the men in our lives, we would never, ever get any peace.

— You're Hailey, Klaus's wife
— Ew. No. Never.

She's amazing. She's healthy. Happy. She's the perfect little girl. And she made me promise that one day she'd get her family back. All of them.

— I've done plenty wrong in my life, Freya. But things are different now. I have a sweet little girl who's going around healing injured fireflies with her magic. If we're keeping someone captive in our barn, she's gonna have questions...
— Then tell her that the world's a bad place and that sometimes we have to do bad things to survive. She'll be safer if she learns that early.
— It's not her job to keep herself safe. It's mine. It's ours. And that includes protecting her innocence.
— She's a Mikaelson... she can live without her innocence. She can't live without her family.

— Growing up, I never belonged anywhere. Not in school. Not in foster care. I always thought if I could find my parents, I'd finally belong somewhere.
— You do belong somewhere.

— Listen, I found Hope exploring the rubbish in the attic. She's restless.
— She's not restless. She's bored. Most kids her age would be at school. They'd have friends to play with.
— Well, once Freya teaches her to hone her magic, she'll be powerful beyond measure. She won't need friends. She'll be worshipped.
— She doesn't want to be worshipped. She just wants someone to hold the other end of the jump rope.
— She'll be above such things. She will have power enough to protect herself from anything.

— Hope is a far cry from a French Quarter fortune-teller. And while we're on the subject, she's seven. If anyone wants to talk to her, they should ask my permission.
— You're gonna be a lot of fun when she starts dating.
— I'm gonna be a perfect gentleman. And should any of her suitors fail to meet my expectations, I'll compel them to the priesthood.

The thing is, sometimes you have to do things that you don't want to do because… you're the only one that can do them.

You cannot create something without taking responsibility for it.

It's... complicated. And having all bones crack in your body sucks, it really does. But when you're running through the woods, under a full moon, with no thought of pain or... or trouble, just freedom... there is no greater feeling in the world.

— If I go back, am I ever gonna see you again?
— Not for a very, very long time. So you better have good stories, okay? Make art. Use your voice. Have adventures. And have at least one totally epic love. And be every bit of yourself. Because the very best of me is in you.