"Nathan": Every time there's a secret buried someplace, I find you with a shovel behind your back.
Angela: You should write Mother's Day cards.

Adam: Objection your honor, he's reciting the opening to Quantum Leap.

Claire: I don't wanna be anyone other than me. I just wanna be Claire Bennet, daughter of Noah Bennet.

Claire: Life changes. We all change. Maybe you have to remember who you were to figure out who you want to be.
Noah: Why do I suddenly feel like your the parent and I'm the kid?
Claire: We'll take turns.

Claire: My name is Claire Bennet, and this is attempt number... I guess I've kinda lost count.

Claire: Okay, say, you're at the interview. And I'm the interviewer and you're the interviewee.
Noah: Oh, are we really...
Claire: Tell me, Mr. Bennet, what do you think your greatest strength as a salesman is?
Noah: Well, if they won't buy from me, I can always just shoot them.

Claire: You're not fine living off cereal and Japanese takeout.
Noah: Well, that is a good point. Tonight I order Italian.

Doyle: You're just like me
Sylar: No... I'm a hero.

Hiro: Find something you like to do. Then it doesnt feel like work.
Hiro: Life is a gift, precious and short, not [to be] wasted by jumping off a roof.
Hiro: Don't keep secrets. Not from the ones you love. Especially family members.

Hiro: I have so many stories to share with you, Kimiko. I just hope I have time to tell you them all.

Mohinder : [voiceover] There are many ways to define our fragile existence, many ways to give them meaning. But it is our memories that shapes its purpose and give it context. The private collection of images, fears, loves, regrets... we choose the important of each. Building our own unique histories, one memory at a time. Hoping the ones we chose to remember don't betray us or trap us. Forces the cruel irony of life that we are destiny to hold the dark with the light, the good with the evil. This is what separates us, what make us human. And at the end, we must fight to hold on.

Noah: And here I was thinking that I'd be the one that got away
Tracy: No. You're just number five.
Noah: Five's my lucky number. Well, it used to be. Is it still lucky?
Tracy: I haven't decided yet.

Noah: It's not healthy to live alone, Peter. No connections to anybody. It's a dead end. Trust me, I'm Exhibit A. Four years, I put my job ahead of my family, and now my kids are off at school and I'm eating cereal for dinner and a strange man is answering my wife's phone

Noah: Life changes Tracy. We all have to change with it. Maybe you just cant go home again. Maybe you have to remember who you were to figure out who you want to be.

Noah: Nice seeing you here. Am I that predictable?
Tracy: You live upstairs.