Quotes About Ownership

Lapar, anakku... bukan alasan untuk mengambil sesuatu yang merupakan milik orang lain.. (hal. 93)

It's funny how we judge others and don't realize the extent of our disdain until they are no longer there, until they are taken from us. They're taken from us because they've never been ours...

In the shop we buy and sell them, but in truth books have no owner.

In the shop we buy & sell them, but in truth books have no owner.

Ogni libro, ogni volume che vedi possiede un'anima, l'anima di coloro che lo hanno letto, di chi ha vissuto e di chi ha sognato grazie a esso. Ogni volta che un libro cambia proprietario, ogni volta che un nuovo sguardo ne sfiora le pagine, il suo spirito acquista forza.

Acuérdate del trato que hicimos. Cuando yo muera, todo lo que es mío será tuyo…-menos los sueños.

In this place, books no longer remembered by anyone, books that are lost in time, live forever, waiting for the day when they will reach a new reader's hands. In the shop we buy and sell them, but in truth books have no owner. Every book you see here has been somebody's best friend.

in truth, books have no owner. Every book you see here has been somebody's best friend.

Es curioso como juzgamos a los demás y no nos damos cuenta de lo miserable de nuestro desdén hasta que nos falta, hasta que nos los quitan. Nos los quitan porque nunca han sido nuestros.

Gustavo Barceló was an old colleague of my father's who now owned a cavernous establishment on Calle Fernando with a commanding position in the city's secondhand-book trade.

Questo luogo è un mistero, Daniel, un santuario. Ogni libro, ogni volume che vedi possiede un'anima, l'anima di chi lo ha scritto e di coloro che lo hanno letto, di chi ha vissuto e di chi ha sognato grazie a esso. Ogni volta che un libro cambia proprietario, ogni volta che un nuovo sguardo ne sfiora le pagine, il suo spirito acquista forza.

Fiecare carte, fiecare tom pe care-l vezi are suflet. Sufletul celui care l-a scris ÅŸi sufletul celor care l-au citit, l-au tr?it ÅŸi l-au visat. Ori de câte ori o carte îÅŸi schimb? proprietarul, ori de câte ori privirea alunec? pe paginile ei, spiritul s?u creÅŸte ÅŸi se înt?reÅŸte.

É curioso como julgamos os outros e não nos apercebemos do que há de miserável do nosso desdém a não ser quando nos faltam,a não ser quando no-los tiram.Tiram-no-los porque nunca foram nossos...

One has to make one's own mistakes, not other people's.

Hay partes del cuerpo que uno lleva consigo mismo durante toda la vida, pero que nunca posee realmente.

If you won't be you...who will?

In fact, being the proud new owner of a gold mine seems like a big pain in the neck, frankly.

Just like Long Tom assumed the mine was his, said Zac. And the businessman assumed... began Christina, who then shrugged her shoulders, well, I don't know what he assumed.

Under coverture, a wife was required to live where her husband demanded, her earnings belonged to her husband and her children were the property of her husband, just as the children of the female slave belonged to her master. But perhaps the most graphic illustration of the continuity between slavery and marriage was that in England – as Thomas Hardy's The Mayor of Casterbridge reminds us – wives could be sold at public auctions.

Is it a crime, she thought, to use some one else's funeral as your own? A crime to take over another's room and closet and life and cassettes and telephone number?

Little black and tan older dog? Verdie asked. Do you know who he belongs to? Belonged to, not belongs. Old man Rawling died about two weeks ago. His family intended to have Pete and Joe put to sleep the day after the funeral, but they both vanished.... Dickie bought that crazy bird for his wife, Mary, about six years ago. He'd promised her that someday he'd take her to a tropical island and then she got cancer and he couldn't take her so he bought her the bird.

If you want to wallow in self pity, then do so. Just admit that you are where you want to be. Don't be blaming everyone else for you being there because you are tough enough to crawl out of it.

IF YOU WANT YOU'RE HOODY BACK, YOU'LL HAVE TO PAY! WAIT FOR MORE INSTRUCSHIONS.

Man does not make these natural resources--man only develops them, only uses them for work....How can a man own ground and space and sunlight and rain for crops?