Beril

“may you sleep on the breast of your delicate friend”
― Sappho, If Not, Winter: Fragments of Sappho

“It is so long before the mind can persuade itself that she whom we saw every day and whose very existence appeared a part of our own can have departed forever—that the brightness of a beloved eye can have been extinguished and the sound of a voice so familiar and dear to the ear can be hushed, never more to be heard.”
― Mary Shelley, Frankenstein

“Her sevginin başlangıcı ve süreci, o sevginin bitişinin getireceği boşluk ve yalnızlık ile dolu.”
― Tezer Özlü, Yaşamın Ucuna Yolculuk

“stars around the beautiful moon
hide back their luminous form
whenever all full she shines
on the earth

silvery”
― Sappho, If Not, Winter: Fragments of Sappho