Marcie Quotes & Sayings

Marcie looked at the ugly thing and took a minute to rearrange her mental picture of the family gathered around the wood-burning stove, replacing the quaint, charming piece in her imagination with this big, brown metal beast, which would heat their home but not burn little fingers. It would be like a large, beloved dog of some hideous mixed breed, that fit right into their family and served its purpose so well that no one noticed or cared what it looked like. — Karen Jones Gowen

Try it on."
"It's probably a little snug. Marcie tends to buy down when it comes to sizing." He merely smiled.
"It has a slit up the thigh." His smile depened.
"Zip it up?"
Patch's eyes made a slow assessment of me, sharpening to vivid black. "I'm going to have a hard time sending you off with Scott in that dress. Just a heads-up, if you come home and the dress looks even slightly tampered with, I will track Scott down, and when I find him, it won't be pretty. — Becca Fitzpatrick

Katie says, "You can't choose the time and place the when and where with whom you fall in love."
She says, "It just happens like that weird feeling you get right before you fall asleep when you gasp in surprise because your muscles just relaxed and you feel like you are falling."
She says, "Marcie, you shouldn't worry about it
give it time to actually happen."
I guess
I worry that I won't do it right.
That it'll be the wrong time, the wrong place, the wrong person. — Sarah Tregay

Are you defending Marcie?"
He shook his head. "I don't need to. She handled herself. You, on the other hand ... "
I pointed at the door. "Out. — Becca Fitzpatrick

Try it on." "It's probably a little snug," I said, suddenly feeling conspicuous. "Marcie tends to buy down when it comes to sizing." He merely smiled. "It has a slit up the thigh." His smile deepened. — Becca Fitzpatrick

Why is Anthony Amowitz using his pimp smile on you?"
"You're only calling him a pimp because he's here. At Marcie's."
"Yeah, so?"
"He's being nice." I elbowed her. "Smile back."
"Being nice? He's being horny. — Becca Fitzpatrick

We all need someone to kiss us goodbye — Charles M. Schulz

Hank had left me his doomed army, and he'd left Marcie his inheritance. Unfair didn't begin to cover it. — Becca Fitzpatrick

My dreams and I spin tighter
the longer we practice our intricate steps — Marcie Eanes

Marcie: I know you're still wounded. Danny, you have to let it go. That is what this mind game is all about, discovering who we are.
Humans lie to themselves all the time. There should be no disgrace in being human, that is what I believe. — Andrew Neff

My social status leaps after decades of disqualification on grounds of radiation. The doorbell rings and there stands Vanessa Redgrave. 'Marcie,' she begins, and then goes on about social injustice in Namibia, and how we must all build a raft by late afternoon - preferably out of coconut matting. — Morrissey

Marcie: Neurons that play together stay together, that is how we make connections.
Danny: You want to play on my neural network? Are you sending me a modulation signal? — Andrew Neff

What the hell was that?"
"Puma," he said. "Mountain lion."
"I knew that was a lion." She stopped suddenly. "You didn't hurt him, did you?"
"Marcie, he wanted to eat you! Are you worried about his soul or something?"
"I just wanted him to go away," she said. "I didn't want him to go dead."
-Marcie and Ian — Robyn Carr

Positive. In other news, Marcie's throwing a Halloween party here at the farmhouse."
Patch smiled. "Grey - Millar family drama?"
"The theme is famous couples from history. Could she be any less original? Worse, she's roped my mom into this. They went shopping for decorations today. For three whole hours. It's like they're suddenly best friends." I picked up another apple slice and made a face at it. "Marcie is ruining everything. I wanted Scott to go with Vee, but Marcie already convinced him to go with her." Patch's smile widened.
I aimed my best sulky look at him. "This isn't funny. Marcie is destroying my life. Whose side are you on anyway?"
Patch raised his hands in surrender. "I'm staying out of this. — Becca Fitzpatrick

Marcie, I won't let you do this!" Erin insisted. "It's primitive! He's primitive! He looks like a total nutcase. A wild man." "He's actually very docile. Kind." "There — Robyn Carr

Don't start. I saw Marcie climb inside your Jeep."
"She needed a ride."
I adopted a hands-on-hips pose. "What kind of ride?"
"Not that kind of ride," he said slowly. — Becca Fitzpatrick

So he likes being mean to you. And you like that he likes bean mean to you.
And I like being mean to him too. — Kristin Walker

Aunt Marcie and my dear cousin, Marki, man it's good to share blood with you fantastic ladies. We are related through and through. Whatever God was doing when he connected us, I'm positive that he did it for a reason. — Bandit Publishing

It's refreshing to see you using your psychology skills for evil as well as for good. — Kristin Walker

Marcie fancied herself an amateur therapist at times. I was her favorite patient. — Kristin Walker

When he came back, he fed the fire, rolled out his pallet, turned off the light and laid down. After several minutes of quiet darkness, she heard his voice. "Sorry if I scared you. I don't roar that often."
-Ian to Marcie — Robyn Carr

That's really eco-friendly of you," Vee told Marcie. "Recycling Nora's old trash. — Becca Fitzpatrick

Well, what am I supposed to do?"
"Well, you can take a nap, read a little of my book, or close your eyes. Or you could stare
get the thrill of your life."
"She put her hands on her hips. "You really wouldn't care, would you?"
"Not really. A bath is a serious business when it's that much trouble. And it's pretty quick in winter." He started to chuckle.
"What's so funny?" she asked, a little irritated.
"I was just thinking. It's cold enough in here, you might not see that much."
Her cheeks went hot, so she pretended not to understand. "But in summer, you can lay in the tub all afternoon?"
"In summer, I wash in the creek." He grinned at her. "Why don't you comb the snarls out of your hair? You look like a wild banshee."
She stared at him a minute, then said, "Don't flirt with me. It won't do you any good."
-Marcie and Ian — Robyn Carr

The door jerked open and he glowered at her. "What do you want?"
"Hey! Why are you mad at me? I just want to talk to you."
"I don't want to talk," he said, pushing the door closed.
With inexplicable courage, she put her booted food in it's path. "Then maybe you can listen."
"No!" he bellowed.
"You're not going to scare me!" she shouted at him.
Then he roared like a wild animal. He bared his teeth, his eyes lit like there were gold flames in them, and the sound that came out of him was otherworldly.
She jumped back, her eyes as wide as hubcaps. "Okay," she said, putting up her hands, palms toward him. "Maybe you do scare me. A little."
-Ian and Marcie — Robyn Carr

He gave Marcie a spare to the Jeep - I should park this thing in the ocean, twenty feet under. — Becca Fitzpatrick

According to Marcie's mom, only people with no class actually use the word class. If you have it, then you never talk about it."
"Oh". Johnny nodded slowly. "Just like herpes. — Kristin Walker

Did they look like anyone we know? For example ... a cross between Pippi Longstocking and the Wicked Witch of the West would obviously give us Marcie Miller. — Becca Fitzpatrick

Don't worry, Ian. I totally protected your anonymity. I told her you were my brother."
"Great," he pouted."Now she's going to ask me about you. And I told you
I'm friendly and pleasant and then I move on."
"You can do that. She'll find you perfectly understandable."
"Oh? And why's that?"
"Well, she wondered about you. Said you ask for some heavy reading sometimes, but that you didn't make much conversation."
"Oh, really?"
"Yes," Marcie explained. "I said you were brilliant, but not a very social animal. I said she shouldn't expect a lot of chitchat from you, but you were perfectly nice and there was no reason to be shy around you
you're safer than you look."
"Is that so? And how did you convince her of that?"
"Easy. I said you were an idiot savant
brilliant in literature and many other things, but socially you weren't on your game."
"Oh, Jesus Christ!"
-Ian and Marcie — Robyn Carr

I blinked down the street where the jeep had vanished. I felt the unexplainable urge to storm after them and do something I'd hoped I'd regret -like choke Marcie with her stupid red thong. — Becca Fitzpatrick

It takes a wise man to learn wisdom from a wise woman! — Marcie Telander

She crashed. I think she was literally high on sugar.
Seriously I thought she was going to start free basing pixy stix. — Kristin Walker

I don't see any police cars."
"They probably had to park a couple blocks over. Anyway, as I was saying, I noticed illegal substances in the hands of a few guests."
"So?" she snapped. "It's a party."
"Alcohol is illegal under the age of twenty-one."
"Great!" Marcie shouted. "What am I going to do?" She paused, then raised her voice again. "You probably called them!"
"Who, me?" Vee said. "And lose the free food? No way. — Becca Fitzpatrick

You want a blood relative to lead your army? Get Marcie. She likes ordering people around. She'll be a natural. — Becca Fitzpatrick

Marcie looked like her father but she acted like her mother. Sweet. Shy. Smart. Quiet. Loyal. Unconsciously funny. And clueless to just how beautiful she was and how much love she provoked. — Kristen Ashley

Good fat contains essential fatty acids, which improve your skin quality, slow down aging, and reduce inflammation. — Marcie Tenenbaum

But, Marcie had reminded herself, I don't know the weight of anyone else's burdens - only my own. She didn't judge. She didn't feel smart or strong enough to judge. — Robyn Carr

You've got food stuck in your teeth," Vee told
Marcie. "In the crack between your two front teeth.
Looks like chocolate Ex-Lax ... — Becca Fitzpatrick