Quote by Sappho Download Open image ““And a sweet expression spreads over her fair face.”” — Sappho ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 3.7 out of 5 (5 ratings) Copy quoteShare
“Her perfectly shaped eyebrows furrowed as she ran through what i said. I loved how her lips twiched in humor and a blush touched… — Katie McGarry Copy Share Image
“Every single day, each time I see her face, see her, it's utterly precious.” — Haruki Murakami Copy Share Image
“Her face was one of a kind, a surprising variation that made observers think, Yes--that would be another very nice way for people to… — Kurt Vonnegut Copy Share Image
“It wasn’t just her beauty. It was the attitude in her smile, the tilt of her head, and the loving look in her eyes… — John L. Monk Copy Share Image
“He stared at her, and the impression of her beauty grew until, uncommitted by a word, by even a formal introduction, he felt himself… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
“He watched the aperture of the young women's lovely face close ever so slightly and felt a pang in his heart.” — James Collins Copy Share Image
“And I admire that. A lot. The more I’m around her, the more obvious it becomes that there’s a lot more to her than… — M. Leighton Copy Share Image
“Her face had always held too much personality to be merely beautiful.” — Ian McDonald Copy Share Image
“The real beauty of a woman is most clearly seen in the smiles of those who interact with her.” — Richelle E. Goodrich Copy Share Image
“]Sardis often turning her thoughts here ] you like a goddess and in your song most of all she rejoiced. But now she is… — Sappho Copy Share Image
“But thou shalt ever lie dead nor shall there be any remembrance of thee then or ever, for thou hast none of the roses… — Sappho Copy Share Image
Raise high the roof beam, carpenters. Like Ares comes the bridegroom, taller far than a tall man. — Sappho Copy Share Image
Death is an ill; 'tis thus the Gods decide: / For had death been a boon, the Gods had died. — Sappho Copy Share Image
Love shook my heart/ Like the wind on the mountain/ Troubling the oak-trees — Sappho Copy Share Image
Dancing up the full moon Round some fair new altar Trample the soft blossoms of fine grass. — Sappho Copy Share Image
“Blest as the immortal gods is he, The youth who fondly sits by thee, And hears and sees thee, all the while, Softly speaks… — Sappho Copy Share Image
You may forget but let me tell you this: someone in some future time will think of us — Sappho Copy Share Image
“I can reveal to you that I wished to die - For with much weeping she left me Saying: "Sappho - what suffering is… — Sappho Copy Share Image
“yet if you had a desire for good or beautiful things and your tongue were not concocting some evil to say shame would not… — Sappho Copy Share Image
