Marcum Quotes & Sayings

I wish I was a little more gregarious and outgoing. — Dan Fogelberg

The man who says I can't is the man that says I wont — Benton Marcum

Why do you have to know so much about things, Jessie? There's just not that much to things that I could ever see. — Marsha Norman

When you're young and you're in love and it doesn't work out - it hurts. — Orlando Bloom

Plus, research shows that being a part of a group that meets just once a month will give you the same increase in happiness as doubling your salary. — Rachel Bertsche

There in the dark her memory was refreshed, and she succumbed to her earlier dreams. Along with the idea of romantic love, she was introduced to another - physical beauty. Probably the most destructive ideas in the history of human thought. Both originated in envy, thrived in insecurity, and ended in disillusion. In equating physical beauty with virtue, she stripped her mind, bound it, and collected self-contempt by the heap. She forgot lust and simple caring for. She regarded love as possessive mating, and romance as the goal of the spirit. It would be for her a well-spring from which she would draw the most destructive emotions, deceiving the lover and seeking to imprison the beloved, curtailing freedom in every way.
Toni Morrison, The Bluest Eye — Toni Morrison

You see, someone in this kingdom has a very dangerous enemy, and I need to know who it is." "Who? This someone or the enemy?" asked the general. "Oh, I know who the enemy is," Rezkin replied. "Then, who is the enemy?" Marcum asked. "Me," Rezkin stated. — Kel Kade

I will no' be tellin' ye 'I told ye so', but I will be usin' words to that effect." Marcum said as he sat behind the table in his study. "I was right, aye?"
Graeme knew any attempt to deny that everyone else had been right would seem ludicrous. Instead, he paced around his father's study, his mind sprinting from one thought to another.
"As was yer mum," Marcum said as he poured himself a cup of fine whisky. "And yer brothers. They were right as well."
Graeme stopped pacing long enough to glare at his father.
The man sat tall and proud in his chair, a look of deep satisfaction etched on his face.
"Are ye quite done?"
Marcum laughed, a deep, rumbling laugh that made his belly and shoulders shake. "Well, the cook, stable master, and blacksmith knew it as well."
Graeme let out a long heavy breath. "Aye, everyone on God's earth knew but me."
"Aye, ye have the way of it, son. — Suzan Tisdale