Quotes About Possession

This man belongs to me, I want him!

The blood is life... and it shall be mine!

A man as talented and handsome as yourself ought not be a servant!" he said in a shocked tone. "He ought to be the ruler of a vast estate! What is beauty for, I should like to know, if not to stand as a visible sign of one's superiority to everyone else? But I see how it is! Your enemies have conspired together to deprive you of all your possessions and to cast you down among the ignorant and lowly!

If he needed an answer about how much he'd changed, that provided it. He didn't want Fatima Hynes or any other nameless female with vacant eyes and an ample bosom. He didn't want anyone else, ever. He wanted Evelyn Marie Ruddick—and he'd be damned if he was going to let Neckcloth Alvington have her without a fight. And if there was one thing he knew how to do better than anyone else in London, it was how to fight dirty

humans are not unique in possessing the neurological substrates that generate consciousness" and that "nonhuman animals, including all birds and mammals, and many other creatures, including octopuses [italics added], also possess these neurological substrates.

I'm an animal with you, he murmured. I want to mark you. I want to possess you so completely there's no separation between us.

Your kisses are mine.

If I owned Gideon, he possessed me. I couldn't imagine belonging to anyone else.

You're not the only one who can get possessive. I'm very proprietary about what's mine.

I own your pleasure, I whispered into his mouth. I'll take it if you won't give it to me.

She's my mate; that makes her mine. Forgetting that will see your neck no longer serving its purpose." "I love it when you talk dirty," she purred. "Give my regards to Lindsay.

He nuzzled her loosened vest off her shoulder and whispered in her ear. "One day soon, when you're ready, I'm going to mount you like this. I'm going to ride you while you arch your neck for me. I'm going to mark you with my teeth. Fuck you. Mate with you. Then you'll be mine, Vashti. Irrevocably. Every luscious, stubborn, dangerous inch of you. Mine.

She was every promise, every hope, every fantasy a man could have. And she was mine.

She was my wife. My most valuable possession; I treasured her. But I loved her slutty and dirty, too. A sexual object for my pleasure. The one woman who could silence the memories in my head and set me free.

You can say that to me after the flight over? he snapped. You fucking own me, Eva. I'll be damned if I don't own you back.

It seemed so obvious suddenly, that Brett had never really thought of me as his. Not the way Gideon did. Brett had wanted me, still did, but even when he'd had me, he hadn't asserted any ownership and he certainly hadn't ever given anything real of himself to me.

I've captured an angel. And I put my greedy hands all over you. I defile you. And you love it.

Después de esto no voy a ser capaz de separarme de ti, Gia. Para bien o para mal, eres mía.

Although, I admit, I desire, Occasionally, some backtalk From the mute sky, I can't honestly complain: A certain minor light may still Lean incandescent Out of kitchen table or chair As if a celestial burning took Possession of the most obtuse objects now and then --

Do not let me hear Of the wisdom of old men, but rather of their folly, Their fear of fear and frenzy, their fear of possession, Of belonging to another, or to others, or to God. The only wisdom we can hope to acquire Is the wisdom of humility: humility is endless.

Do not let me hear Of the wisdom of old men, but rather of their folly, Their fear of fear and frenzy, their fear of possession, Of belonging to another, or to others, or to God.

Excuse me, she said politely. But you can't have him. Not yet. He's going to come back with me.

It's a Stormwing, Ozorne said. I always wanted one.

It's a Stromwing, Ozorne said. I always wanted one.