Jeff Melvoin Quotes

Possessions. The very word is potent - suggestive as it is of ownership both material and erotic. To possess. Possession. Possessed.

The desire for possession is insatiable, to such a point that it can survive even love itself. To love, therefore, is to sterilize the person one loves.

You are mine, always, if ye will it or no, if ye want me or nay. Mine, and I willna let ye go

I want to feel that I own things.

What we desire is not to possess a woman, but to be the only one to possess her.

This man belongs to me, I want him!

Mine, ... Mine is what she is.

It all depends on whether you have things, or they have you.

I don't think anyone has a right to possess anything he doesn't love - art or anything else.

I just wanna keep Yachty forever, just take him home with me.

They don't like the thought of someone else making demands on the person whom they see as belonging entirely to them.

Mine. He was mine, and not even death would take him from me—not if I could help it.

You're mine, Pagan Moore. You will always be mine.

Are you mine?” Yes. “Are you mine?” Yes. “Are you mine?” No. “No?” No. I loved being yours. But now I’m mine, which is all I ever was, in the end.

The fact is, I love him. He's the boy I want and one day he'll be MINE.

When you love something, you get to know it. Then you feel the ownership and if it changes, you only love it as far as you know it because then you're like, "What is this?"

It is mine, I tell you. My own. My precious. Yes, my precious.

…was designed to protect his heart, to bind me and bribe me to stay with him no matter what. He was giving everything he had.

All that is great cannot be possessed - and that is one of the most foolish things man goes on doing. We want to possess.

Anything you think you "must have" usually comes to own you.

I saw you, and I wanted to be close to you. I wanted you to let me in. I wanted to know you in a way no one else did. I wanted you, all of you. That wanting nearly drove me mad.” Patch paused, inhaling softly, as though breathing me in. “And now that I have you, the only thing that terrifies me is having to go back to that place. Having to want you all over again, with no hope of my desire ever being fulfilled. You’re mine, Angel. Every last piece of you. I won’t let anything change that.

What we love that we have, but by desire we bereave ourselves of the love.

Here is the most telling fact: you wish to possess me.
 Here is another fact: I loved you and let you think you could.

How folks lay claim to a loved one is they give you a name of their own. They figure to label you as their property.

Oh Jesus God we did belong to each other. He was mine.