Claiming Quotes

I'll go back and take what the people owe me.

"See," Sasha muttered, eyeing the sun. 'It's mine."

They're all mine, son.

Mine, ... Mine is what she is.

Mine" he said. Adam's eyes narrowed. "I don't think so. She is mine." It would of been flattering,I thought,except that at least one of them was talking about dinner and I wasn't certain about the other.

And she was mine, she was mine, the key was in my fist, my fist was in my pocket, she was mine.

There are basically two types of people. People who accomplish things, and people who claim to have accomplished things. The first group is less crowded.

She plucked from my lapel the invisible strand of lint (the universal act of woman to proclaim ownership).

If you claim something, you can own it.

Nope," he whispered, when I tried to tug it away. "Mine now.

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.

In L.A., anytime a show is a success, people come out of the woodwork claiming they had the idea first.

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

We stole countries with the cunning use of flags. Just sail around the world and stick a flag in. "I claim India for Britain!" They're going "You can't claim us, we live here! Five hundred million of us!" "Do you have a flag …? "No..." "Well, if you don't have a flag, then you can't have a country. Those are the rules... that I just made up!

But the Dark cannot claim what Light does not surrender.

You have to name it to claim it

I never claimed to be a great photographer.

The sunflower is mine, in a way.

Don't let anything stand in the way of you claiming and manifesting the life that you choose rather than the life you have by default.

Whose is it, do you think?" I say finally. "No telling," says Finnick. "Why don't we let Peeta claim it, since he died today?

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.

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

No, no, no - you don't argue with concepts. You have to claim Dogma, and therefore leave no room for rational thought.

I recover my property wherever I find it.