In the end, a man owns nothing but his past.

He loved great painting, and very few men have owned as much of it.

Most white men owned some land, and therefore could vote.

It's such a good thing for the world to have just one man own it forever.

Only one other man who walked into the night like he owned it.

The men still own about 30 percent of the company.

In the whole city no man owned a book for himself alone.

"A man who knew how to use what they had to offer could own half the galaxy in a year's time."

In California, though, some men owned large farms but they were still poor.