Quote by Sappho
"The pursuit of perfection is the death of joy; embrace the flawed and real."
More from Sappho
"Love shakes my heart like wind shaking leaves in the mountains."
"He seems to me equal to the gods, that man who sits facing you and hears you nearby, speaking sweetly."
"Some say a cavalry corps, some infantry, some claim the navy of the black ships is the supreme sight on the dark earth. I say it is the one you love."
"You may not realize you are special until someone comes along who cannot take their eyes off you."