Diane Ackerman

I don't want to get to the end of my life and find that I lived
just the length read more

I don't want to get to the end of my life and find that I lived
just the length of it. I want to have lived the width of it as
well.

It began in mystery, and it will end in mystery, but what a savage and beautiful country lies in between.

It began in mystery, and it will end in mystery, but what a savage and beautiful country lies in between.

Smell brings to mind... a family dinner of pot roast and sweet potatoes during a myrtle-mad August in a Midwestern read more

Smell brings to mind... a family dinner of pot roast and sweet potatoes during a myrtle-mad August in a Midwestern town. Smells detonate softly in our memory like poignant land mines hidden under the weedy mass of years.

Touch seems to be as essential as sunlight

Touch seems to be as essential as sunlight

Nothing is more memorable than a smell. One scent can be unexpected, momentary and fleeting, yet conjure up a childhood read more

Nothing is more memorable than a smell. One scent can be unexpected, momentary and fleeting, yet conjure up a childhood summer beside a lake in the mountains...