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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
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Naturalist
Non-Fiction Writer
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Waukegan
Illinois
Birth
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Self
Ruminating
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And yet, words are the passkeys to our souls. Without them, we can't really share the enormity of our lives.
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There's no place you can go on the prairie that you don't hear the white noise of the wind, steady and rough as surf curling along a non-existant shore.
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We have vexed and bothered every plant and every animal on every continent.
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I'm certainly not opposed to digital technology, whose graces I daily enjoy and rely on in so many ways. But I worry about our virtual blinders.
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Adventure is not something you travel to find. It's something you take with you, or you're not going to find it when you arrive.
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