After all, coffee is bitter, a flavor from the forbidden and dangerous realm. – Diane Ackerman
I do not 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. – Diane Ackerman
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. – Diane Ackerman
A poem records emotions and moods that lie beyond normal language, that can only be patched together and hinted at metaphorically. – Diane Ackerman