James Sasala

“It's a party. A big Dog Party.”
― P.D. Eastman

“It was golden hour in Tarrytown. An incandescent sun cast long shadows that pointed in unison toward nightfall. Birds sang. But their melodies were drowned out by crescendos of cicadas’ chattering.
Not to be outdone, the wind came and went in gusts, rising up and across the hills from the lake below. As it did, it blew through the trees agitating the millions of leaves in the canopy, the rustle and crackle of which drew the eyes upward, where an infinite canvas of burnt orange and purple was visible through the branches of proud oaks.”
― J.K. Franko, The Trial of Joe Harlan Junior

“To whomever swapped my tattoo cream for toothpaste........ well played.”
― R.D. Ronald

“If honor were profitable, everybody would be honorable.”
― Thomas More