Quotes About Ownership

Dreams have only one owner at a time. That's why dreamers are lonely.

Dreams have only one owner at a time. That's why dreamers are lonely.

Caring for but never trying to own may be a further way to define friendship.

What power there is in the word my.

It is remarkable that jealousy of individual property in land often goes along with very exaggerated doctrines of tribal or national property in land.

There ought to be no laws to guarantee property against the folly of its possessors. In

Stocks are ownership shares of businesses," which "you're valuing and trying to buy at a discount." The key, then, is to identify situations in which there's a particularly large spread between the price and the value of the business. That spread gives you a margin of safety, which Greenblatt (like Graham and Buffett) regards as the single most important concept in investing.

Todo lo que encontramos en la vida, es la resultante de nuestras acciones; por consiguiente, cada persona puede ser dueña de su destino haciéndose dueña de sus acciones. Cada uno es responsable de las acciones que dan lugar al propio sufrimiento. Cada uno posee los medios para acabar con el sufrimiento que provocan sus acciones.

Ideally, a fine painting, like a house, is neither a speculation nor an investment; it is a purchase. Its value consists solely of the pleasure and utility it provides now and in the future. The dividend the painting provides is of the non-financial variety. How

If you are such an individual and become upset when one of your asset classes does poorly, even when the rest of your portfolio is doing well, then you should not be managing your own money.

The Stoic philosopher and playwright Seneca is said to have owned five hundred tripod tables with ivory legs—no small irony, since he was a vocal critic of the empire's extravagances.

Rule 9 Okay, so a lot of the dog rules, say, the majority, can be made up by the dog, and if the owner knows what's good for him, he will obey these rules, but if he disobeys a rule and the dog doesn't find out about it, the under is under no obligation to confess.

There are two kinds of people in the world, Norman. People who have things and people who want the things other people have.

He was thinking about what his father had said, how the quiet of the morning was something he had almost entirely to himself, something he would come to appreciate. It was true. On the streets of Aurora in that early hour, he was almost always alone. Sometimes lights were on in a room, usually a kitchen, or on rare occasions, a car might drift past, but he and Jackson owned the sidewalks and the morning was his.

In the largest sense, the preservation/sagebrush processes outlined in this story are driven by three basic components of American culture: land ownership, independence, and individualism.

In small letters, now a little blurry, it read Omnia mea mecum porto, Latin for "All that is mine I carry with me.

one worth knowing can be quite known, no one worth possessing can be quite possessed—but after all, we were children.

Omnia mea mecum porto, all that is mine I carry with me.

And then he would come. To his senses. For who knew better than Justin Chase where all of that emotional attachment would lead. The holding would devolve into a jealous clench, the loving would become a bitter chain around both their necks, the possession would turn into soul-killing ownership, the sun-dappled future would darken, the spawn would die, and there would be nothing left but the misery and the pain.

Hob is not a plaything or a human toy.

Dunia adalah milik orang bersemangat yang bisa menjaga ketenangannya.

Everyone is equally responsible for the shit they bring into the world.

Marcie talked about her life, and she talked about the courses she was taking. She told Lily that she was a feminist and she said that women had to take back the space that men had stolen from them. She talked about her body. She talked about ownership. She said that she was proud of her period, and Lily thought that this was the oddest thing to be proud of. She herself wasn't ashamed of it, but she hadn't ever thought it worth discussing.

This land belongs to me, and me to it, even should we never meet boot-to-trail, ice-ax-to-snow, face-to-rain, mouth-to-creek, nose-to-flower, eye-to-sky.