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.

There is no knowing what is in a man's heart.

As he drank, little brown drops of coffee clung to his mustache like dew. Men will live like billy goats if they are let alone.

If you want anything done right you will have to see to it yourself every time.

You must pay for everything in this world one way and another. There is nothing free except the Grace of God. You cannot earn that or deserve it.

You do not think much of me, do you, Cogburn?" "I don't think about you at all when your mouth is closed.

I have known some horses and a good many more pigs who I believe harbored evil intent in their hearts. I will go further and say all cats are wicked, though often useful. Who has not seen Satan in their sly faces?