“Writers don't own their words. Since when do words belong to anybody. "Your very own words," indeed ! And who are you?”

“The poets are supposed to liberate the words – not chain them in phrases. Who told the poets they were supposed to think? Poets are meant to sing and to make words sing. Writers don't own their words. Since when do words belong to anybody? 'Your very own words,' indeed! And who are you?”

“Zarathustra: Do you have words? Do your words belong to you?Giannina: No, my answer is no. I have no property in the dictionary. Words are anonymous like the disenfranchised masses that haven't been weighed - or named - or framed. My words belong to those who don't belong.”

“It's a bad word, 'belong.' Especially when you put it with somebody you love ... You can't own a human being.”

“Don't be afraid," I said, "We belong together."I was immediatly overcome by the truth of my own words.”

“YOUR WORD IS YOUR WAND. THE WORDS YOU SPEAK CREATE YOUR OWN DESTINY”