Sappho Survives, Because We Sing Her Songs;

So, Fall Asleep Love, Loved By Me... For I Know Love, I Am Loved By Thee.

The Heavens And Earth Stay As They Were; My Heart Beats As It Beat: The Truth Remains The Truth.

And Gain Is Gain, However Small.

The Devil, That Old Stager, Who Leads Downward, Perhaps, But Fiddles All The Way!

You Should Not Take A Fellow Eight Years Old And Make Him Swear To Never Kiss The Girls.