“I still don't belong to anyone - I am mine.”
“But, I don't belong to anyone...but myself.”
“Tomorrow belongs to betrayal. Today is mine and I don't want to waste it being afraid.”
“It scared me to need anyone so much. if our souls became inextricably tangled, would mine still be mine? Did I care?”
“The night is mine, my own time, to do with it as I will, as long as I am quiet. As long as I don't move. As long as I lie still. The difference between lie and lay. Lay is always passive.”
“She was mine. For the sake of appearances, she was my wife, but she was mine anyway. She didn’t know it yet, but I did. It was wrong and it made no sense, but she belonged with me. No one else, not anyone else.”