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“I open my eyes.
I want to know:
what is in the abyss of a kiss?
Are stars born in these black caves
that house bated breaths and unspoken words?
Do our souls crawl on these tender cheeks
to greet one another by ivory gates?
What happens when we kiss?
Where do you go?
Don鈥檛 tell me.
For I have lost my desire to know.
Kiss me
so that I forget myself.
I close my eyes
and fall in the abyss.”
― Kamand Kojouri

“ 鈥淎nd in the process,鈥� Morpheus says from beside the fireplace, 鈥測ou鈥檒l destroy some of her best qualities.鈥�
Mom and Ivory glance at him, as if taken aback to hear those words coming from his lips.
He sits hard on the chaise lounge, wings draped over the back, then slouches with elbows on knees. The silvery flames flicker across his bejeweled face. 鈥淲hat of her whimsy and curiosity, her compassion and loyalty? Her imagination, her dreams. These are all part of her humanness.鈥� ”
― A.G. Howard, Ensnared

“I want to go
to the ocean;

Where the water is as
dark as your eyes;

and while the waves crash
in an ivory glance;

I want to call you mine.”
― Laura Chouette

“They have both loved you with a child鈥檚 love, and now a man鈥檚. It is the child鈥檚 love that holds you together . . . cemented by the moments you shared with them that they treasure most.”
― A.G. Howard, Ensnared

“It was as though an animated image of death carved out of old ivory had been shaking its hand with menaces at a motionless crowd of men made of dark and glittering bronze.”
― Joseph Conrad, Heart of Darkness

“You care about her," I say with unexpected twang of envy. In my long-lost memories of us as children, it was always just the two of us. We 'got' each other on every level. Morpheus made me feel adored, special, important. I never considered him doing the same for someone else as a man. "Morpheus, what is she to you?"

He doesn't answer. Not aloud, anyway. His expression is hazy and troubled, and the jewels around his eyes twinkle from silver to black, like stars peering down on a storm-swept night. Alice's confession from the trial comes back to me: "Ivory was, in fact, very fond of Mr. Caterpillar." Judging by how Morpheus looked at the queen just now, by how she looked at him, he returned to her castle after his metamorphosis.

I imagine his elegant fingers tracing her skin, his soft lips on hers. That stab of envy evolves to something much uglier鈥攁 covetous twist of emotion I can't even put a name to. What's wrong with me? Why should i care about Morpheus's love life, when I finally kissed Jeb after all these years?”
― A.G. Howard, Splintered

“His feeling for ivory was somewhat undeveloped.”
― Knut Hamsun, The Women at the Pump

“The scars of my heart wore ivory
and the lines on my mind told crimson lies.”
― Laura Chouette

“It is pitiful how elephants, once plentiful are depleted because of their beautiful ivory.”
― Vincent Okay Nwachukwu, Weighty 'n' Worthy African Proverbs - Volume 1

“These ivory spaces
between those somber lines
I saved them for you.”
― Laura Chouette

“The Congo state is certainly not a business, if it gathers ivory on some of it's lands, that is only to lessen its deficits.”
― Leopold II

“Money Can't Own Ivory, Only Elephants Can.”
― P.S. Jagadeesh Kumar

“The ivory issue worries me more and more. I am not forgetting any of the considerations that Your Majesty has deigned to point out to me, but commerce will want to be reassured as to the limits of competition.”
― Auguste Baron Lambermont