Philippa Sevigny

“Facts are the soil from which the story grows. Imagination is a last resort.”
― Dorothy Dunnett

“Do not stand at my grave and weep;
I am not there. I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow.
I am the diamond glints on snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain.
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you awaken in the morning’s hush
I am the swift uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the soft stars that shine at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry;
I am not there. I did not die.”
― Mary Elizabeth Frye

“Oats. A grain, which in England is generally given to horses, but in Scotland supports the people.”
― Samuel Johnson

“Whenever I feel the need to exercise, I lie down until it goes away.”
― Paul Terry