She gave me a pledge card, a card promising an annual gift of $5, $10, or $25 toward the support of the Unity mission. I filled it out under the hot light of the projector. The name and address spaces were much too short, unless you wrote a very fine hand or unless your name was Ed Poe and you lived at 1 Elm St.
Charles PortisI know what they said even if they would not say it to my face. People love to talk. They love to slander you if you have any substance.
Charles PortisIn the Anthropology Club, as I understood it, you were permitted, if not required, to despise only one thing, and that was your own culture, that of the West.
Charles PortisMy Master of Arts degree means nothing at all to these monkeys and I have come to share their indifference.
Charles Portis