“My life...everything I am...belongs to you.”
“Thus my life is a flight and I lose everything and everything belongs to oblivion, or to him.”
“Everything belongs to me because I am poor.”
“I am of the opinion that my life belongs to the community and as long as I live it is my privilege to do for it whatever I can.”
“If I'd thought I would regret it," he said calmly, "I never would have made that oath. I knew what becoming a knight would mean. And if you asked me again, the answer would still be the same." He sighed, framing my face with his hands. "My life... everything I am... belongs to you.”
“Let no one think of me that I am humble or weak or passive; let them understand I am of a different kind: dangerous to my enemies, loyal to my friends. To such a life glory belongs.”