13 Quotes by James Aura

We focused our attention on the tall businessman. His rhetoric did not soar. Even his voice was gray; bleak like a dead possum in melting, muddy snow.

I decided I would not sell this farm if the Devil himself promised me pretty girls, fame, or all the money in the world.

She had a way about her that spoke of homemade bread, and caring for people, and the kind of patience that women have when they help a ewe birth a lamb, or stay up in the night with a baby calf bawling for its momma.

She smiled. “I love that old song about Muhlenberg County; John Denver did it, I think.” “Him and a dozen others. But John Prine wrote and sang the original. It’s one of our claims to fame.”She quietly began to sing under her breath, “Daddy…won’t you take me back to Muhlenberg County…

First came the wail of a siren across the valley, and then because light travels faster than blood, we saw an explosion, and a second later we felt it and heard the ear-splitting blast.

Our editor, Harry Combs did not suffer fools gladly, although he insisted we cater to the fools that read the newspaper.

Russell, the gallant knight, with sureness of spirit and the smile of the gods, was carrying the woman who raisedhim into the rainy night. I was Paladin, Tristan and King David.

Bobby Ray’s dead and Saigon has surrendered. Just like that. Her only boy and my only Dad, out there in the ground behind Wesley Memorial Methodist Church.

You will curl your lip and want to spit. But I don’t care. A man can carry something like this inside him for only so long. Then it’s got to come out.