“WELL I BELONG TO YOU!”
“You know," he said to his mother, "I don't want to belong to the well-to-do middle class. I like my common people best. I belong to the common people." - Sons and Lovers”
“WELL I BELONG TO YOU!" The veins in his neck bulged as he shouted, and I met his glare, refusing to even flinch. He looked at my lips, panting. "I belong to you," he whispered, his anger melting as he realized how close we were.”
“The future belongs to the competent. It belongs to those who are very, very good at what they do. It does not belong to the well-meaning.”
“The fact that he gave her was to him a proof, and ought to be one for her as well that she belonged to him: one can only give what belongs to you.”
“You asked me who I belong to. I belong to you.”