104 Quotes About Sappho

Eros, again now, the loosener of limbs troubles me,Bittersweet, sly, uncontrollable creature….

Wealth without real worthinessIs no good for the neighbourhood;But their proper mixtureIs the summit of beatitude.

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

You write poetry?" Klaus asked.He had read a lot about poets but had never met one."Just a little bit," Isadora said modestly. "I write poems down in this notebook. It's an interest of mine.""Sappho!" Sunny shrieked, which meant something like, "I'd be very pleased to hear a poem of yours!

Tonight I've watchedthe moon and thenthe Pleiadesgo downThe night is nowhalf gone; youthgoes; I amin bed alone

I groan much but to what end? Humans simplyCannot be ageless like divinities.

The inextinguishable lesbian spark. You've surely heard about it? The one that was first ignited at Lesbos, because Sappho was so sad every time a young woman left the academy that she wrote her a poem. Fancy being sad because someone leaves! Perverted, that's what I call it. Don't you?

for when I look at you, even for a moment, no speaking is left in me

I asked myselfWhat, Sappho, canyou give one whohas everything,like Aphrodite?