Diane Ackerman Quotes

My skin was the border between the world and me.

Identities reside in relations with others: you-me and us-them, and identities center on boundaries separating us from them.

My skin is so hypersensitive that I have to cleanse it with oils and then back it up with even more oil. I really am just putting on oil all the time.

Oils have the most wonderful effect on the complexion due to their high affinity with the skin.

When I lost my brother, it kind of messed me up because in my city, I know everybody. I kind of felt untouchable.

The younger folks, the Gen Z-ers and millennials, might abuse their skin a little bit, and because they're so young they aren't intentionally taking care of their skin to protect it in the long run.

I never take my makeup off.

Dry skin is unhappy, damage-prone skin, so apply a product to protect it from summertime drying agents like sunburns, salt and chlorine.

You can't shelter yourself from the world.

The counter is a barrier.

Your skin is a barrier that protects you from environmental aggressors like pollution, bacteria and moisture loss.

Watch your back, but more importantly when you get out the shower, dry your back. Its a cold world out there.

He wished that they could go through life like this. That he could physically put himself between Eleanor and the world.

It's true that the human body is more vulnerable than the products of the human mind. We need to protect artists and journalists people to allow them to work.

Your skin upon my skin, in the beating of our hearts, may the living let us in, before the dead tear us apart.

Childish fantasy, like the sheath over the bud, not only protects but curbs the terrible budding spirit, protects not only innocence from the world, but the world from the power of innocence.

If we dig deep in our history and remember that we are not descendants from fearful people, we proclaim ourselves indeed as we are the defenders of freedom wherever it continues to exist in the world.

It's just harder out there in the world of the living, and we cannot protect you out there as easily. I wanted to keep you perfectly safe...But there is only one perfectly safe place for your kind, and you will not reach it until all your adventures are over and none of them matter any longer.

I felt that I was leaving part of myself behind, and that wherever I went afterwards I should feel the lack of it, and search for it hopelessly, as ghosts are said to do, frequenting the spots where they buried material treasures without which they cannot pay their way to the nether world.

Everybody burns out in this world; amateur, pro, it doesn't matter, they all burn out, they all get hurt, the OK guys and the not-OK guys both. That's why everybody takes out a little insurance. I've got some too, here at the bottom of the heap. That way, you manage to survive if you burn out. If you're all by yourself and don't belong anywhere, you go down once, and you're out. Finished.

We did not touch each other. We were both leaning over the abyss.

Fences and borders are a sign of weakness.

Put on some armor. Just remember what's armor and what's you, so when it's time to take it off, you can.

How did we get into this funny-looking body that has a hole at one end in which we regularly stuff dead plants and animals? It's bizarre that we got here, incarnated into this world with these bodies.

The body cannot be the soul.