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What an odd, ruminating, noisy, self-interrupting conversation we conduct with ourselves from birth to death.

Diane Ackerman

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Diane Ackerman
Age: 76
Born: 1948
Born: October 7
Author
Naturalist
Non-Fiction Writer
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Screenwriter
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Waukegan
Illinois
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Birth
Death
Ruminating
Self
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Noisy
Odd

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