Maxioms by 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.
I don't want to get to the end of my life and find that I just lived the length of read more
I don't want to get to the end of my life and find that I just lived the length of it. I want to have lived the width of it as well.
Touch seems to be as essential as sunlight
Touch seems to be as essential as sunlight
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.
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.