"yet if you had a desire for good or beautiful thingsand your tongue were not concocting some evil to sayshame would not hold down your eyesbut rather you would speak about what is just"
- Sappho
"their heart grew coldthey let their wings down"
"In fact she herself once blamed meKyprogeneiabecause I prayed this word:I want."
"Eros, again now, the loosener of limbs troubles me,Bittersweet, sly, uncontrollable creature…."
"]Sardisoften turning her thoughts here]you like a goddessand in your song most of all she rejoiced.But now she is conspicuous among Lydian womenas sometimes at sunsetthe rosyfingered moonsurpasses all..."
"]sing to usthe one with violets in her lap]mostly]goes astray"
"...gracious your form and your eyes as honey : desire is poured upon your lovely face Aphrodite has honored you exceedingly..."
"There is no place for grief in a house which serves the Muse."
"Wealth without virtue is no harmless neighbor."
"The touched heart madly stirs,your laughter is water hurrying over pebbles - every gesture is a proclamation,every sound is speech..."