Year by year, the monkey’s mask reveals the monkey.
MATSUO BASHOTraveler’s heart. Never settled long in one place. Like a portable fire.
More Matsuo Basho Quotes
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This autumn- why am I growing old? bird disappearing among clouds.
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Not to think of yourself / as someone who did not count — / Festival of the Souls.
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I am one who eats breakfast gazing at morning glories.
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Sadly, I part from you; Like a clam torn from its shell, I go, and autumn too.
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A flute with no holes is not a flute.
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A weathered skeleton in windy fields of memory, piercing like a knife.
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The journey itself is my home.
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The universe and its beings are a complementarity of empty infinity, intimate interrelationships, and total uniqueness of each and every being.
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Go to the object. Leave your subjective preoccupation with yourself. Do not impose yourself on the object. Become one with the object. Plunge deep enough into the object to see something like a hidden glimmering there.
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Every moment of life is the last, every poem is a death poem.
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Before enlightenment, chopping wood and carrying water. After enlightenment, chopping wood and carrying water.
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Collecting all The rains of May The swift Mogami River.
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No matter where your interest lies, you will not be able to accomplish anything unless you bring your deepest devotion to it.
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I hope to have gathered To repay your kindness The willow leaves Scattered in the garden.
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Come, butterfly It’s late- We’ve miles to go together.
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