“And you are mine, and you will be mine. They
will not get you. - Eric from Dead and Gone”

“You are mine, you shall be mine, you and I are one for ever.”

“Are you mine?”
Yes.
“Are you mine?”
Yes.
“Are you mine?”
No.
“No?”
No. I loved being yours. But now I’m mine, which is all I ever was, in the end.”

“You are mine, but you are not mine. I am yours, but you hardly know it.”

“But everyone in the world has a cross. Mine is mine, yours is yours: I only can make you conscious of your cross and, apart from that, you free yourself or not. This depends on you.”

“These arms of mine,
They are lonely.
Lonely and feeling blue.
These arms of mine,
They are yearning.
Yearning from wanting you.
And if you would let them hold you,
Oh how grateful I will be.”

“You are mine,” he rasped. “Only ever mine. I accept all that you are, and we can be together.”

“In the end the American dream boils down to what? I'm getting mine and to hell with you.”

“You are mine-you know you're mine!" he cried wildly… the moonlight twisted in through the vines and listened… the fireflies hung upon their whispers as if to win his glance from the glory of their eyes.”

“no matter what bullshit you heard, hes still mine! he'll always be mine”