I have to go and exploit some women in the name of grief.

I say snatch, eat, erase.

"Let's not kill anyone tonight". Your words. Just pointing that out.

We choose our own path. Our values and our actions, they define who we are.

— Where are we?
— In Georgia.
— Georgia? No, no, no, we're not. Seriously, Damon, where are we?
— Seriously, we're in Georgia.

Sober's depressing.

The love of my life was human. He went through what I imagine you're going through. Denial, anger, etcetera. But at the end of the day... love really did conquer all.

We're a pair. I quit, you start.

— I don't wanna tell the world I deflowered Elena's brother.
— And deflowered and deflowered.

— Jer?
— No, it's me. The hypocrite patrol.

— Where is it?
— I'll give it back, but I need time.
— What, did you FedEx it to Rome?

Speaking of Stefan, where is he? He's missing family night, which I'm enjoying immensely.

— He waited 145 years only to find out that Katherine could not care less. And it's gotta hurt, right?
— And it couldn't have happened to a nicer guy.

— I took away your suffering once before. I can do it again. But it's your choice,
— Look... I know you think you took it away... but it's still there. Even if I can't remember why, I still feel empty. Alone. And making me forget won't fix it. It won't fix what's really wrong.

Memories are too important...

You'll rock her world so hard with your vamp sex, she'll be yours forever.