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“You didn't happen to see your future mother-in-law at that meeting today, did you?" May as well milk the effort.
"Yes, the hormonal carp was present."
"Marshall!"
"She blew me a new one, as you would say."
"She ripped you a new one," I correct. "The word blow has an entirely different meaning. I suggest you remove it from your lexicon.”
― Addison Moore, Expel

“Hey,�� he said.
“Hi.�� Oh, damn. It was awkward.
“What’re you doing?��
“Shearing a sheep. It’s cold outside, and I need a new hat.��
He paused. “You’re joking, right?��
“Yes, Marshall.�� I gnawed on my fingers some more and sunk back in my chair.”
― Chanelle Gray, My Heart Be Damned

“She is INSANE," I scream, standing in the middle of Marshall's living room.
"Of course, she's insane. That would be your genealogy by the way.”
― Addison Moore, Toxic Part One

“There are two covenants that cease to exist in the Master's Kingdom - death and marriage."
"What an appropriate pairing," I muse.
"He thought so.”
― Addison Moore, Toxic Part One

“We all know whose side you're on," marshall says, picking him up and launching him toward the window. The explosive sound of glass shattering fills the room. The walls tremble from the sheer heft of his violent exit.

"What the hell?" Barron rushes in with a needle at the ready.
"I've removed your son from the premises per Skyla's wishes.”
― Addison Moore, Toxic Part One

“You're spunky. I like it." He took a sip of his beer.
"You're creepy. I don't like it.”
― Chanelle Gray, My Heart Be Damned

“Marshall perched hesitantly beside me.
"They asked me to protect you."
My eyes widened. "What? Who did? The Sisterhood?"
"No, the Teletubbies did. Of course, the Sisterhood." Marshall rolled his eyes at me, and it took all of my will power not to shove him off the bench.”
― Chanelle Gray, My Heart Be Damned

“Hey," Marshall said, leaning beside me. "You okay? You look supremely pissed."
I smiled. "I'm absolutely fine."
"Is your boyfriend here on a date with someone else? Did you guys break up or something?" He seemed to be mocking me.
"Yep. We broke up," I said sarcastically. "I caught him sleeping with my sister and then she found out she was pregnant. It didn't work out between them, though, and he left her for that girl." I gestured at Sarah. "My sister's gonna take him on Jerry Springer."

Marshall raised an eyebrow. "You don't have a sister."
"And you don't have any brain cells.”
― C. Gray, My Heart Be Damned

“We need to avoid the caretaker," I said.
"Good thinking. Overalls and the smell of bleach don't really do it for me."
"Remind me to douse some overalls in bleach and wear them the next time I see you."
"Planning out next date already? Steady. I want to take this slowly.”
― C. Gray, My Heart Be Damned

“Okay, I'm sorry for not turning up yesterday." His feet pounded against the pavement as he ran to catch up with me. "Don't be mad. Even though you're sexy as hell when you are." He grabbed my arm, pulling me to a stop.
"Don't touch me," I shouted. "Just leave me alone. Wherever I go, there you are being creepy and pervy. I'm sick of this, Marshall. And, you know what? I don't give a shit about your secrets. Keep them. I hope they make you feel all warm and snugly at night.”
― C. Gray, My Heart Be Damned

“You're not getting any younger or prettier standing there. And I'm cold.”
― C. Gray, My Heart Be Damned

“Underneath that skin they were the same, a frame of bones supporting a tangle of nerves and muscles and a steadily beating heart. It seemed ridiculous that anyone should care what color wrapped around it all.”
― Katharine McGee, American Royals II: Majesty

“During his tenure as solicitor general Marshall solidified his relationship with LBJ over bourbon and Dr Pepper.”
― Evan Mandery, A Wild Justice: The Death and Resurrection of Capital Punishment in America

“The /utility /economists, according to Wicksell, were committed to a “thoroughly revolutionary programme�� precisely on this question of distribution of income.^9 Marshall, and to some extent Pigou, got out of the fix that their theory had landed them in by emphasizing the danger to total physical national income that would be associated with an attempt to increase its /utility /by making its distribution more equal. This argument has been spoiled by the Keynesian revolution. If, as Keynes expected, saving is more than sufficient for a satisfactory rate of private investment, to use it for social purpose is not only harmless but actually beneficial to National Income, while if more total saving is needed than would be forthcoming under /laisser faire /it can easily be supplemented by budget surpluses.

Edgworth, as we saw above,^10 and many after him, took refuge in the argument that we do not really know that greater equality would promote greater happiness, because individuals differ in their capacity for happiness, so that, until we have a thoroughly scientific hedonimeter, “the principle ‘every man, and every woman, to count for one,�� should be very cautiously applied.”^11

Many years ago, this point of view was expressed by Professor Harberler: “How do I know that it hurts you more to have your leg cut off than it hurts me to be pricked by a pin?�� It seemed at the time that it would have been more telling if he had put it the other way round.

Such arguments are getting rather dangerous nowadays, for though we shall presumably never have a hedonimeter whose findings would be unambiguous, the scientific measurement of pain is fairly well developed, and it would be very surprising if a national survey of the distribution of susceptibility to pain turned out to have just the same skew as the distribution of income.

If the question is once put: Would a greater contribution to human welfare be made by an investment in capacity to produce knick-knacks that have to be advertised in order to be sold or an investment in improving the health service, it seems to me that the answer would be only too obvious; the best reply that /laisser-faire /ideology can offer is not to ask the question. [pp. 127-8]”
― Joan Robinson, Economic Philosophy

“Marshall stares at him for a beat, and then leans forward. “Am I aware
you lost your temper with Lily last week and pinned her against a door? Or
am I aware of the texts you sent her? Or the threats you made when she said
she was talking to her lawyer?”
― Colleen Hoover, It Starts with Us