Poetry Quote by Sappho Download Open image ““In fact she herself once blamed me Kyprogeneia because I prayed this word: I want.”” — Sappho ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 4.9 out of 5 (8 ratings) Copy quoteShare Poetry Poetry quotes
“She’d prayed so much these past few weeks it had become a natural response, a strength and peace she drew on when she needed… — Lynnette Bonner Copy Share Image
“I loved her – my enemy – by choosing to not make her a substitute god to which I offered too many waking thoughts… — Carolyn Henderson Copy Share Image
“I prayed over and over again that God would spare me, not because I cared that much about my own life -- but because… — Rachel Van Dyken Copy Share Image
“I warned him, Kylar. She was a lovely, careless girl. The kind of woman born without a heart, so she couldn't imagine breaking anyone… — Brent Weeks Copy Share Image
“Maybe that’s all that praying was, she thought, just wishing good outcomes on other people.” — Katharine McGee Copy Share Image
“She knew that oftentimes hurtful people were hurting people, so she determined to pray for them all the more.” — J.E.B. Spredemann Copy Share Image
“The instant her voice broke off ceasing to compel my attention, my belief, I felt the basic insincerity of what she had said.” — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
“Instead she squeezed my hand, told me she understood, and reminded me that when I prayed, I should thank God for a husband who… — Aleatha Romig Copy Share Image
“She prayed for that all through the night, uncertain to Whom or what, but with a feeling that almost resembled faith.” — Hillary Jordan Copy Share Image
“Praying helped, but she had to admit, her faith was wobbling. She might say all the right things, and truthfully, she really did believe… — Lynette Eason Copy Share Image
“I did not pray for her, because prayer has no efficacy; I did not cry for her, or for myself, because only extroverts cry… — John Fowles Copy Share Image
“She hoped her words rang true about her lost daughter Sarai as well, whom she hadn’t seen in over eighteen years, though she still… — Elizabeth Garden 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
The name Phenomenal Woman was inspired by Maya Angelo, who wrote 'Phenomenal Woman', a favorite poem of mine. — Meena Harris Copy Share Image
A poet is wounded into speech, and he examines these wounds, meticulously, to discover how to heal them. The bad poet harangues at the… — Samuel R. Delany Copy Share Image
The poetry from the eighteenth century was prose; the prose from the seventeenth century was poetry. — David Hare Copy Share Image
“It took me years to learn to sit at my desk for more than two minutes at a time, to put up with the… — Erica Jong Copy Share Image
The word 'mundane' has come to mean 'boring' and 'dull', and it really shouldn't - it should mean the opposite. Because it comes from… — Richard Dawkins Copy Share Image
“In the streets, the children scream, the lovers cried, and the poets dreamed,” he crooned, putting down the metal grill tongs to take my… — Alexandria Clarke Copy Share Image
Some minds corrode and grow inactive under the loss of personal liberty; others grow morbid and irritable; but it is the nature of the… — Washington Irving Copy Share Image
You don’t read or overhear the voice in the poem, you are the voice in the poem. — Helen Vendler Copy Share Image
All lyrical work must, as a whole, be perfectly intelligible, but in some particulars a little unintelligible. — Johann Wolfgang von Goethe Copy Share Image
The world's history is a divine poem, of which the history of every nation is a canto, and every man a word. Its strains… — James A. Garfield Copy Share Image
