Quotes by Sappho

We shall enjoy itAs for him who findsfault, may sillinessand sorrow take him!

Evening you gather backall that dazzling dawn has put asunder:you gather a lamb, gather a kid,gather a child to its mother.

Once again Love, that loosener of limbs,bittersweet and inescapable, crawling thing,seizes me.

The angel of spring the mellow-throated nightingale.

Would Jove appoint some flower to reign, in matchless beauty on the plain, the Rose (mankind will all agree). The Rose the queen of flowers should be.

“neither for me honey nor the honey bee”