How much I desire! Inside my little satchel, the moon, and flowers.
MATSUO BASHOSpring rain leaking through the roof dripping from the wasps’ nest.
More Matsuo Basho Quotes
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Without bitterest cold that penetrates to the very bone, how can plum blossoms send forth their fragrance all over the world?
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At the ancient pond the frog plunges into the sound of water.
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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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Sadly, I part from you; Like a clam torn from its shell, I go, and autumn too.
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The temple bell stops but I still hear the sound coming out of the flowers.
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A flute with no holes is not a flute.
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Come, see the true flowers of this pained world.
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The fact that Saigyo composed a poem that begins, “I shall be unhappy without loneliness,” shows that he made loneliness his master.
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For this lovely bowl let us arrange these flowers since there is no rice.
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Winter solitude- in a world of one colour the sound of the wind.
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Felling a tree and gazing at the cut end – tonight’s moon.
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The oak tree: not interested in cherry blossoms.
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Old dark sleepy pool… Quick unexpected frog Goes plop! Watersplash!
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Come, butterfly It’s late- We’ve miles to go together.
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Seek not the paths of the ancients; Seek that which the ancients sought.
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