Adventure is not something you travel to find. It's something you take with you, or you're not going to find it when… — Diane Ackerman Adventure Copy Share Image
Love is like a batik created from many emotional colors, it is a fabric whose pattern and brightness may vary. — Diane Ackerman Brightness Copy Share Image
Human beings are sloshing sacks of chemicals on the move. — Diane Ackerman Chemicals Copy Share Image
I've always loved scuba diving and the cell-tickling feel of being underwater, though it poses unique frustrations. Alone, but with others, you… — Diane Ackerman Alone Copy Share Image
People search for love as if it were a city lost beneath the desert dunes, where pleasure is the law, the streets… — Diane Ackerman Cities Copy Share Image
Because we can't escape our ancient hunger to live close to nature, we encircle the house with lawns and gardens, install picture… — Diane Ackerman Ancient Copy Share Image
“Michał Grynberg, ed., Words to Outlive Us: Eyewitness Accounts from the Warsaw Ghetto, trans. Philip Boehm (London: Granta Books, 2003), p. 46.… — Diane Ackerman Books Copy Share Image
A flower's fragrance declares to all the world that it is fertile, available, and desirable, its sex organs oozing with nectar. Its… — Diane Ackerman Age Copy Share Image
Violets smell like burnt sugar cubes that have been dipped in lemon and velvet. — Diane Ackerman Cubes Copy Share Image
For me, life offers so many complexly appealing moments that two beautiful objects may be equally beautiful for different reasons and at… — Diane Ackerman Beautiful Copy Share Image
On some summer days in New York City, the air hangs thickly visible, like the combined exhalations of eight million souls. Steam… — Diane Ackerman Air Copy Share Image
To begin to understand the gorgeous fever that is consciousness, we must try to understand the senses and what they can tell… — Diane Ackerman Consciousness Copy Share Image
“A caregiver is changed by the culture of illness, just as one is changed by the dynamic era in which one lives.… — Diane Ackerman Communication Copy Share Image
The brain is only three pounds of blood, dream, and electricity, and yet from that mortal stew come Beethoven's sonatas. Dizzie Gillespie's… — Diane Ackerman Audrey Copy Share Image
The only and absolute perfect union of two is when a baby hangs suspended in its mother's womb, like a tiny madman… — Diane Ackerman Absolutes Copy Share Image
The senses don't just make sense of life in bold or subtle acts of clarity, they tear reality apart into vibrant morsels… — Diane Ackerman Clarity Copy Share Image
I like knowing that the further back one traces any lineage, the narrower the path grows, to the haunt of just a… — Diane Ackerman Ancestors Copy Share Image
We embrace two-legged beings, and can warm to four-legged beings, too, but for most people, six legs is pushing it. Most don't… — Diane Ackerman Beings Copy Share Image
“Marek Edelman in Krall, Shielding the Flame. After the war Edelman became a cardiologist, commenting that "when one knows death so well,… — Diane Ackerman Life Copy Share Image
Love is the best school, but the tuition is high and the homework can be painful. — Diane Ackerman Best Copy Share Image
The heart is a museum, filled with the exhibits of a lifetime's loves. — Diane Ackerman Exhibits Copy Share Image
Our sense of safety depends on predictability, so anything living outside the usual rules we suspect to be an outlaw, a ghoul. — Diane Ackerman Depends Copy Share Image
Things that live by night live outside the realm of 'normal' time and so suggest living outside the realm of good and… — Diane Ackerman Associates Copy Share Image
If cynicism is inevitable as one ages, so is the yearning for innocence. To children heaven is being an adult, and to… — Diane Ackerman Adults Copy Share Image
