Possessiveness Quotes

“So much of the language of love was like that: you devoured someone with your eyes, you drank in the sight of him, you swallowed him whole. Love was substance, broken down and beating through your bloodstream.”
― Jodi Picoult, Nineteen Minutes

“I love you. You’re mine. I’ll kill any bastard who tries to take you from me.”
― Samantha Young, On Dublin Street

“I spend a quarter of every day inside you. When you set limits outside of that I can't help but see them as arbitrary.”
― Sylvia Day, Bared to You

“Love gives naught but itself and takes naught but from itself, Love possesses not nor would it be possessed: For love is sufficient unto love.”
― Khalil Gibran, The Prophet

“If our love is only a will to possess, it is not love.”
― Thich Nhat Hanh, Peace Is Every Step: The Path of Mindfulness in Everyday Life

“I have never said this to anyone before.” Leo’s voice was like ragged velvet. “But the idea of you with child is the most insanely arousing thing I’ve ever imagined. Your belly all swollen, your breasts heavy, the funny little way you would walk … I would worship you. I would take care of your every need. And everyone would know that I’d made you that way, that you belonged to me.”
― Lisa Kleypas, Married by Morning

“You want to be free. You also want to be mine. You can't be both.”
― Nenia Campbell, Crowned by Fire

“It is a truth universally acknowledged, that a single man in possession of a good fortune, must be in want of a wife. However little known the feelings or views of such a man may be on his first entering a neighbourhood, this truth is so well fixed in the minds of the surrounding families, that he is considered as the rightful property of someone or other of their daughters.”
― Jane Austen, Pride and Prejudice

“Mine. The language of love is like that, possessive. That should be the first warning that it's not going to encourage anyone's betterment.”
― Holly Black, Black Heart

“For God's sake, let's take the word 'possess' and put a brick round its neck and drown it ... We can't possess one another. We can only give and hazard all we have.”
― Dorothy L. Sayers, Busman's Honeymoon

“What? Just because I can't have you right now, doesn't mean I'm okay with him having you.”
― Cora Carmack, Losing It

“He broke away from my mouth and trailed his lips down the front of my throat. I felt his lips close around my scars. He kissed away their ugliness. His lips parted in tingling butterfly kisses that drained the strength from my knees. I realized he was mouthing words against my skin.

Not words. Just one word.

Mine.”
― Rose Christo, Gives Light

“Too bad,Elizabeth. You're Stuck with me.Not for a few decades,not for centuries. You're tied to me forever. That boy and girl offspring you talked off? They'll come from me--or no one.”
― Kresley Cole, Lothaire

“If you try to find a replacement, you'll be sadly disappointed, I can't be replaced. I'm the only man in all the world who possesses the right combination of qualities for you.You can turn your Ballister stare upon me all you like, but you can't petrify me. You can knock me about to your heart's content without worrying about doing any damage. You can perpetrate any sort of outrage your wicked mind conceives and be sure I'll join in, with a will. You're a troublemaker, Lydia. A Ballister devil. Nothing less than a Mallory hellion would ever suit you."
- Vere Mallory -”
― Loretta Chase, The Last Hellion

“Chains do not hold a marriage together. It is thread, hundreds of tiny threads which sew people together through the years.”
― Simone Signoret

“I dunno." She sat on the bench and hugged the robe like a pillow. "I still think that Brett guy is cute."
"Good luck getting him away from Bekka." Cleo gathered her silky black hair into a high pony and pink-dabbed Smith's Rosebud Salve on her lips. "She's got more grip than Crazy Glue."
"More cling than Saran Wrap," Lala added.
"More hold than Final Net." Cleo giggled.
"More possession than The Exorcist," Lala managed.
"More clench than butt cheeks," Blue chimed in.
"More competition than American Idol," Frankie stuck out her chest and showed them her diva booty roll.
The girls burst out laughing.
"Nice!" Blue lifted her purple gloved hand.
Frankie slapped it without a single spark.
"I hate to be a downer..." Claudine shuffled back into the conversation wearing her slippers and robe. "But that girl will destroy you if she catches you with Brett."
"I'm not worried," Frankie tossed her hair back. "I've seen all the teen movies, and the nice girl gets the boy in the end.”
― Lisi Harrison, Monster High

“Rahul had wondered how someone could love their beloved so much that their dedication to them became one of the wonders of the world.”
― Faraaz Kazi

“Something strange started to rage inside me, hearing you inhale sharply as I tried to kiss those scars away or etch them deeper into your skin, wanting to mark you in an entirely different way.”
― D.S. Wrights, The Beast In Me

“I will be good to you, Myst. I will protect you. You are mine.”
― Kresley Cole, The Warlord Wants Forever

“Pablo's many stories and reminiscences about Olga and Marie-Thérese and Dora Maar, as well as their continuing presence just offstage in our own life together, gradually made me realize that he had a kind of Bluebeard complex that made him want to cut off the heads of all women he had collected in his private museum. But he didn't cut the heads entirely off. He preferred to have life go on and to have all those women who had shared his life at one moment or another still letting out little peeps and cries of joy or pain and making a few gestures like disjointed dolls, just to prove there was some life left in them, that it hung by a thread, and that he held the other end of the thread. From time to time they would provide a humorous or dramatic or sometimes tragic side to things, and that was all grist to his mill.”
― Francoise Gilot, Life With Picasso

“You rule the fucking kingdom and I will gladly bow to you”
― H.D Carlton, Haunting Adeline

“There is something in me that wakes up when I want something, a possession," his whisper brushed against my neck, "and then I tend to make it mine.”
― A. eM., Untamed Heart: Beauty and the Beast

“I don't give a fuck who you've slept with or how many times. I don't give a fuck if you have a boyfriend right this minute. We belong to each other in ways no one else every will.”
― Tarah DeWitt, Left of Forever

“Love is one of the most divine qualities. One can enter into God from many doors, and love is one of the most beautiful doors to enter into God. Love is the most beautiful
path towards God, but one has to go on purifying the path of love.
The ordinary love is full of jealousy, anger, hatred, possessiveness, ego and domination.
These are the parasites of love, which have to be removed so that love becomes purer,
alive and intense.
First love is a relationship with another person and then love becomes a friendship.
Then love becomes only a loving quality of our heart, and ultimately love becomes love
itself. We become love. That is divine love. The path of love ultimately leads to God.”
― Swami Dhyan Giten, The Way of the Heart

“If Eddie had been Riley’s friend, he wasn’t that for Andrew. That friendship was a muted fraction of the real thing, the marrow-thing, that tied them together. Through the cavern and their hauntings since, through a life spent with Eddie keeping him leashed but cared for at the same time, he couldn’t find a label that fit where he needed it to go. Maybe instead, just a hard stop: he was yours.”
― Lee Mandelo, Summer Sons

“Do I need to be jealous to remind you who owns you?”
― Violet Raven, The Sinful Night: A Steamy Smut-Filled Dark Romance Short Story of Possessive Love, Jealousy & Lust

“I asked myself whether I should not kill her, so that she might never belong to another.”
― Alexandre Dumas fils

“Question : WHAT IS LOVE?

Osho : It depends. There are as many loves as there are people. Love is a hierarchy, from the lowest rung to the highest, from sex to superconsciousness. There are many many layers, many planes of love.

If you are existing on the lowest rung, you will have a totally different idea of love than the person who is existing on the highest rung.

Adolf Hitler will have one idea of love, Gautam Buddha another; and they will be diametrically opposite, because they are at two extremes.

At the lowest, love is a kind of politics, power politics. Wherever love is contaminated by the idea of domination, it is politics. Whether you call it politics or not is not the question, it is political.

And millions of people never know anything about love except this politics - the politics that exists between husbands and wives, boyfriends and girlfriends. It is politics, the whole thing is political:
you want to dominate the other, you enjoy domination.

You talk about love but the deep desire is to exploit the other. And I am not saying that you are doing it deliberately or consciously - you are not that conscious yet. You cannot do it deliberately; it is n unconscious mechanism.

Hence so much possessiveness and so much jealousy become a part, an intrinsic part, of your love.

That's why love creates more misery than joy. Ninety-nine percent of it is bitter; there is only that one percent of sugar that you have coated on top of it. And sooner or later that sugar disappears.

This is the lowest form of love. Nothing is wrong with it if you can use it as a stepping-stone, if you can use it as a meditation. If you can watch it, if you try to understand it, in that very understanding you will reach another rung, you will start moving upwards.

Only at the highest peak, when love is not a relationship any more, when love becomes a state of your being, the lotus opens totally and great perfume is released - but only at the highest peak. At its lowest, love is just a political relationship. At its highest, love is a religious state of consciousness.

When I talk about love, I am talking about love as a state. It is unaddressed: you don't love this person or that person, you simply love. You are love. Rather than saying that you love somebody, it will be better to say you are love. So whosoever is capable of partaking, can partake. Whosoever is capable of drinking out of your infinite sources of being, you are available - you are available unconditionally.

That is possible only if love becomes more and more meditative.

'Medicine' and 'meditation' come from the same root. Love as you know it is a kind of disease:

it needs the medicine of meditation. If it passes through meditation, it is purified. And the more purified it is, the more ecstatic.

Everybody has their own idea of love. And only when you come to the state where all ideas about love have disappeared, where love is no more an idea but simply your being, then only will you know its freedom. Then love is God. Then love is the ultimate truth.

Let your love move through the process of meditation. Watch it: watch the cunning ways of your mind, watch your power-politics. And nothing else except continuous watching and observing is going to help. When you say something to your woman or your man, look at it: what is the unconscious motive? Why are you saying it? Is there some motive? Then what is it? Be conscious of that motive, bring it to consciousness - because this is one of the secret keys for transforming your life....

And when love is unmotivated, then love is the greatest thing that can ever happen to anybody. Then love is something of the ultimate, of the beyond.

Love is the process of alchemical change in your consciousness.”
― osho

“Love and prayer are two different expressions of the same energy. Love is more earthly, whole prayer is more unearthly, but the  experiences are the same. Love is more limited, because it aperson-to-person experience. Prayer is unlimited. It is from person to the impersonal existence. 
In the beginning it is from the person to the impersonal existence, but when you relate deeper with impersonal existence, the person is lost. It is like a drop disappearing  into  the ocean. The drop loses its boundaries. It become the ocean. The old identity of the drop will be gone. 
Many people think that they know what love is, but they do not know what love is. So how should they know about prayer, which is the highest form of love? Prayer is almost non-existential, and even love is experienced by very few people, because love also demands many essential things before they can experience it. 
Love cannot coexist with jealousy, anger, violence, hate,ego, possessiveness and domination. These are allanti-love phenomenon, which will destroy  the  possibility of love. 
To grow in real love one needs courage. Love challenges you. And you have to drop many things to become worthy of love. The first thing to drop is the ego. But we would like love with our ego intact. When love do  not exist, then everything higher than love is impossible. 
Prayer is the ultimate flowering of love. A man who knows love deeply, who has been able to drop his ego, will move towards  prayer  If loving one person is so beautiful, then how much more beautiful will it be to love the whole existence.  That is prayer. 
One need not believe in God to be able to pray. First one has to know love, then one has to know prayer and then Godis the third experience. True religiousness arises out ofl ove. Prayer is an overflowing love. And ultimately prayerreveals God to you.”
― Swami Dhyan Giten, The Way of the Heart

“He wanted to take Hart apart piece by piece. It was easy to get lost in a moment. To fuck. That wasn’t what Cane wanted. Cane wanted to own Hart. He wanted him to beg for it. To be lost without him—an addiction he couldn’t quit.
[...]
All he needed to do was give in and Cane would give him everything. He could tear the world apart and lay it at Hart’s feet if he wanted it.
All Cane wanted in return was him.
Wholly.
Completely.
Not the facade he showed the world.
He wanted every ragged, imperfect inch of him. The places he’d seen in glimpses. The places Hart tried to guard from him and lock away.”
― A.M. Rose, Fool Me Twice