List Of Ivory Quotes

Somewhere Lives A Bad Cajun Cook, Just As Somewhere Must Live One Last Ivory-billed Woodpecker. For Me, I Don't Expect Ever To Encounter Either One.

To Become A Celebrity Is To Become A Brand Name. There Is Ivory Soap, Rice Krispies, And Philip Roth. Ivory Is The Soap That Floats; Rice Krispies The Breakfast Cereal That Goes Snap-crackle-pop; Philip Roth The Jew Who Masturbates With A Piece Of Liver.

If You Shut Yourself Up Disdainfully In Your Ivory Tower And Insist That You Have Your Own Conscience And Are Satisfied With Its Approval, It Is Because You Know That Everybody Is Criticizing You, Condemning You, Or Laughing At You.

The Only Refuge Left To Us Was The Poet's Ivory Tower, Which We Climbed, Ever Higher, To Isolate Ourselves From The Mob.

Our Dreams Are A Second Life. I Have Never Been Able To Penetrate Without A Shudder Those Ivory Or Horned Gates Which Separate Us From The Invisible World.

I Stalk Certain Words... I Catch Them In Mid-flight, As They Buzz Past, I Trap Them, Clean Them, Peel Them, I Set Myself In Front Of The Dish, They Have A Crystalline Texture To Me, Vibrant, Ivory, Vegetable, Oily, Like Fruit, Like Algae, Like Agates, Like Olives... I Stir Them, I Shake Them, I Drink Them, I Gulp Them Down, I Mash Them, I Garnish Them... I Leave Them In My Poem Like Stalactites, Like Slivers Of Polished Wood, Like Coals, Like Pickings From A Shipwreck, Gifts From The Waves... Everything Exists In The Word.

If We Buy Ivory It Makes All Of Us Killers As Well.

Please Don't Let The Illegal Ivory Trade Orphan Even More Baby Elephants.

It's A Fallacy That Writers Have To Shut Themselves Up In Their Ivory Towers To Write. I Have All These Interruptions, Three Of Which I Gave Birth To. If I Was Thrown For A Loop Every Time I Was Distracted I Could Never Get Anything Done.

What Is Conserved In The Ground? Stone, Bronze, Ivory, Bone, Sometimes Pottery. Never Wood Objects, No Fabric Or Skins. That Completely Skews Our Notions About Primitive Man.

More Birds Have Adapted To A Changing World Than Have Failed. Very Few Have The Narrow Tolerance Of The Ivory-billed Woodpecker Or The Bachman's Warbler.

Maybe What I Admired Most About John Steinbeck Is That He Never Mortgaged His 45-acre Heart For A Suite In An Ivory Tower.