Quotes from Marcia Clark

Twice as many women were murdered by current or former male partners between 2001 and 2012 as there were troops killed in Afghanistan and Iraq.

about her affair with Cassie. That meant Tiegan had no way of knowing Cassie had told me about it. Would Tiegan admit it? And what would she say about the blood in the trunk of her car?

women hated her, and the men saw her as the girl they could never get. Dale

But you have to have been on the downside looking up at the face of the law before you realize how thin those defenses really are. Once you've been there, you can't honestly begrudge a defendant any help he can muster. That

I think what touched me most was a letter sent by a convent of Dominican nuns. This wonderful missive urged courage and fortitude; it was sort of the Dominican version of "Go, girlfriend.

As a general rule, I hate parties. Actually, hate isn't a strong enough word. I detest them. I suck at small talk, and I'm not a "people person".

Justice, like the will of God, doesn't always manifest itself on the spur of the moment. It doesn't always come when you think it should. You just gotta wait it out. And

For a prosecutor, it's easy to become annoyed at a criminal justice system that seems to be stacked so ridiculously in favor of defendants. But you have to have been on the downside looking up at the face of the law before you realize how thin those defenses really are. Once you've been there, you can't honestly begrudge a defendant any help he can muster.

who, during the months since the criminal verdict, have rewritten history.

He's not 'people,' Melia. He's a reporter.

Fuhrman was a big deal only because the defense required a bogeyman to distract the jury from the devastating evidence against their client. Almost

We lost because American justice is distorted by race. We lost because American justice is corrupted by celebrity.

But please, whatever you decide to do to this douche bag, make sure it hurts.

I'm completely on board with fashion as an expression of individuality, but T'Chia seemed to be expressing several individuals.

My mother was a narcissist who'd never wanted me and didn't even particularly like, let alone love, me.

whom were off-duty cops—said they were throwing gang signs out the car window." I flicked at a bread crumb. "Did they happen to recognize the signs?" "They're working

I felt lighter. It was as though I'd cut the rope around my neck that'd been tied to a barge of misery. A barge I'd been dragging around my whole life.

reporters are still floating around." "We'll meet you in the lobby," I said. When Michael

parents were dead. We hadn't found his birth parents yet. He hadn't gone to college, his high school records were archived somewhere—we had unis working on it—and his elementary school

paying any unnecessary

But now I'm starting to think we should dismiss the murder counts.

the next time you hear some CEO on a soapbox complaining about how the Simpson jurors couldn't cut it, please remind him that you get the justice you pay for. At

It was one of those rare occasions when my low expectations of others went unfulfilled.

The cameras in the Simpson courtroom not only encouraged lawyers to preen for the lens and prolong the life of every goddamned motion to increase their time on the air, it reduced a criminal trial to the status of a sporting event.