The temple bell stops but I still hear the sound coming out of the flowers.
MATSUO BASHOThe oak tree: not interested in cherry blossoms.
More Matsuo Basho Quotes
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The moon is brighter since the barn burned.
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Year’s end, all corners of this floating world, swept.
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Winter garden, the moon thinned to a thread, insects singing.
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How I long to see among dawn flowers, the face of God.
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A flute with no holes is not a flute.
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Poverty’s child – he starts to grind the rice, and gazes at the moon.
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Real poetry, is to lead a beautiful life. To live poetry is better than to write it.
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Summer grasses — all that remains of great soldiers’ imperial dreams.
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When composing a verse let there not be a hair’s breath separating your mind from what you write; composition of a poem must be done in an instant, like a woodcutter felling a huge tree or a swordsman leaping at a dangerous enemy.
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Nothing in the cry of cicadas suggests they are about to die.
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Awakened at midnight by the sound of the water jar cracking from the ice.
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Come, butterfly It’s late- We’ve miles to go together.
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There is nothing you can see that is not a flower; there is nothing you can think that is not the moon.
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This autumn- why am I growing old? bird disappearing among clouds.
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The oak tree: not interested in cherry blossoms.
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