Damon: (sitting in front of Alaric's grave) They're floating lanterns in the sky, can you believe that? Japanese lanterns is a symbol of letting go of the past. Well, here's a news flash: we're not Japanese. You know what they are? Children. Like lighting a candle's gonna make everything okay, or even saying a prayer, or pretending Elena's not gonna end up just like the rest of us murderous vampires. Stupid, delusional, exasperating little children. I know what you're gonna say: it makes them feel better, Damon. So what? For how long? A minute? A day? What difference does it make? Because in the end, when you lose somebody, every candle, every prayer is not gonna make up for the fact that the only thing that you have left is a hole in your life where that somebody that you cared about used to be...and a rock with a birth date carved into it that I'm pretty sure is wrong. So thanks, friend. Thanks for leaving me here to babysit, because I should be long gone by now. I didn't get the girl, remember? I'm just stuck here fighting with my brother and taking care of the kids. You owe me big.
Alaric: I miss you, too, buddy.