- John-Boy Walton: A Winter Mountain, by Benjamin Walton: Our mountain in winter is something to see, at times it is just like a person to me. A giant in white all covered with snow, it changes each day as the heavy winds blow. And when I'm alone, and I go for walk, it's almost as if that old mountain can talk. It seems to say 'Welcome, my winter friend, I was here in the beginning, I'll be here at the end'.
- Narrator: [narration as John 'John Boy' Walton, Jr. reading from his journal] When I look back on Walton's Mountain, I remember that our parents, by word and by example, took some pains to teach us the practical lessons of life and its virtues. But, though I had been well taught, there came a time when I doubted my own honesty and questioned its true value.
- Esther Walton: Look at you come to life! When are you gonna stop sleepin' at the service?
- The Grandfather: Whenever the preacher gets himself a new sermon.
- John-Boy Walton: Because I know why Yancy was here the other night when you got shot.
- Charlie Potter: So do I. He came back after two more chickens!
- John-Boy Walton: No sir. He came back to return the two chickens that I saw him take from you.
- Charlie Potter: Is Yancy Tucker robbin' me or is he just usin' me to practice on?
- Narrator: Outside our mountain, the world was in deep depression, but we were sheltered by a common bond: the accomplishment of one was the accomplishment of all. We shared our glories, our defeats, our hopes, our aspirations, but mostly, our love.