Learn how to listen as things speak for themselves.
MATSUO BASHOWinter garden, the moon thinned to a thread, insects singing.
More Matsuo Basho Quotes
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When your consciousness has become ripe in true zazen-pure like clear water, like a serene mountain lake, not moved by any wind-then anything may serve as a medium for realization.
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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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Old dark sleepy pool… Quick unexpected frog Goes plop! Watersplash!
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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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Come, see the true flowers of this pained world.
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From the pine tree, learn of the pine tree; And from the bamboo, of the bamboo.
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Awakened at midnight by the sound of the water jar cracking from the ice.
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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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Before enlightenment, chopping wood and carrying water. After enlightenment, chopping wood and carrying water.
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Between our two lives there is also the life of the cherry blossom.
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Nothing in the cry of cicadas suggests they are about to die.
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Summer grasses — all that remains of great soldiers’ imperial dreams.
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Don’t imitate me / we are not two halves / of a muskmelon.
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Spring rain conveyed under the trees in drops.
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Every day is a journey, and the journey itself is home.
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Winter solitude- in a world of one colour the sound of the wind.
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The oak tree: not interested in cherry blossoms.
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Old pond, leap-splash – a frog.
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The desire to break the silence with constant human noise is, I believe, precisely an avoidance of the sacred terror of that divine encounter.
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An autumn night – don’t think your life didn’t matter.
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Friends part forever wild geese lost in cloud.
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Plunge Deep enough in order to see something that is hidden and glimmering.
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The temple bell stops but I still hear the sound coming out of the flowers.
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Breaking the silence Of an ancient pond, A frog jumped into water – A deep resonance.
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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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From all these trees, in the salads, the soup, everywhere, cherry blossoms fall.
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