Quotes from Sappho

I took my lyre and said: come now, my heavenly tortoise shell: become a speaking instrument.

He who is fair to look upon is good, and he who is good will soon be fair also.

All the while, believe me, I prayed our night would last twice as long.

someone will remember us I say even in another time

You may forget but let me tell you this: someone in some future time will think of us

Sweet mother, I cannot weave – slender Aphrodite has overcome me with longing for a girl.

What cannot be said will be wept.

their heart grew cold they let their wings down

May I write words more naked than flesh, stronger than bone, more resilient than sinew, sensitive than nerve.

There is no place for grief in a house which serves the Muse.

In the crooks of your body, I find my religon.

What is beautiful is good, and who is good will soon be beautiful.

You came and I was longing for you. You cooled a heart that burned with desire.

Stand and face me, my love, and scatter the grace in your eyes.

Someone, I tell you, in another time will remember us.

Although only breath, words which I command are immortal.

you came and I was crazy for you and you cooled my mind that burned with longing

Once again love drives me on, that loosener of limbs, bittersweet creature against which nothing can be done.

Love shook my heart Like the wind on the mountain rushing over the oak trees.

you burn me

I declare That later on, Even in an age unlike our own, Someone will remember who we are.

Love is a cunning weaver of fantasies and fables.

You are, I think, an evening star, the fairest of all the stars.

In fact she herself once blamed me Kyprogeneia because I prayed this word: I want.