- Barnabas Collins: [thinking] Where is Sarah now? Why did she leave me before I could explain? What can I explain? My life? No. That I still love her. I'm still her loving brother. I'm not to blame for what has happened to me. I didn't choose this. Or would she rather I was dead? Would she forgive me then?
- Victoria Winters: A sudden storm over the Great House of Collinwood. The heavens are as full of unrest as the house itself. Perhaps the spirits which disturb the house will finally make themselves known. Or perhaps they will only bring new horror, new grief.
- Roger Collins: Why is the weatherman always wrong? Two afternoon papers said "clear and mild." They obviously don't realize their responsibilities.