Quotes About Possession

He'll just track us down and follow us and then he'll kill Carrot! Why? Because Carrot's mine!

No, he must possess her if he could — to-day, quickly, as soon as possible. It was in that frame of mind that he returned to Mrs. Bracebridge's home from his visit to Lorrie Street.

girl like Jennie is like a comfortable fire to the average masculine mind; they gravitate to it, seek its sympathy, yearn to possess it. Hence she was annoyed by many unwelcome attentions.

I'm caught up probably just as much in the consumer culture as the next person.

I like cars and houses. I have three houses - in Atlanta, in Kansas City and Houston.

Rafa Benitez was keen on defending - all dropping back together if you lose the ball.

I love to reread, even more than I like to read, so keeping a hold of books that I adore is very important, although they flee from me - they are always fleeing.

When you don't have the ball, you need to be a killer, and you need to be tough. If you do have the ball, you need to feel free and to create things and to play with your head.

I'm the type of guy, I get mad if I see you keep dribbling in front of me. I'm going to try to get it eventually. I just got a knack for the ball, I guess.

I have always liked knives. Then somebody gave me one. Then somebody gave me another one. Then I liked having them and started buying them. I started finding ones I liked, ones with funky blades.

But you were Mine. My child. And I would not give you up.

I thought there was a good chance the fridge was possessed. It was subtle about it, but I had its number. I knew its ways. Oh yes.

Louis-Cesare. It's good to finally have you in hand.

It should have really ticked me off—the conceit of it, the more than a hint of possession, the presumption that he could just walk into my bathroom anytime he liked and— And I didn't care. I wanted to turn in to the feel of those hands,wanted to sink into all that warmth, wanted to preen like a cat being stroked, wanted— Wanted. And it scared the hell out of me.

The monk, Gregory the Great, tells how a nun, in her greed, ate a lettuce without first making the sign of the cross to protect herself against the evil spirits that hide between its leaves, and so she became possessed by a demon. Greetwell

You may be trying to claim the woman, his eyes said, but make no mistake, she and the fucking fireplace are mine.

And you can tell Darroc that Ms. Lane is mine. If he wants her, he can bloody well come and get her

Hard. Fast. Deep. When I'm done you'll know you're mine.

He sees her like I do: at seventeen, twenty, thirty. Superimposed over the fourteen-year-old, he sees the woman she'll become. And he's staking claim. Over. my. Dead. Fucking. Body. And I can't die.

Irony, perfect definition: that for which I want to possess it, I would no longer want once I possessed it.

raking a hand through his hair, he forced his attention to the text she'd left on the coffee table, refusing to dwell on the disconcerting fact that a part of him had taken one look at the lass in such proximity to his bed and said simply: Mine

For fuck's sake, you vanished and I couldn't find you. Do you really think I'm going to let that happen again? If you believe nothing else, concede it will work for that reason alone. I don't lose things that are mine.

You're distressing Dani. No one distresses Dani but me.

She will never know that tonight, she was mine.