Why so scrawny, cat? Starving for fat fish or mice… Or backyard love?
MATSUO BASHOThe temple bell stops but I still hear the sound coming out of the flowers.
More Matsuo Basho Quotes
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A weathered skeleton in windy fields of memory, piercing like a knife.
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Nothing in the cry of cicadas suggests they are about to die.
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Plunge Deep enough in order to see something that is hidden and glimmering.
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An autumn night – don’t think your life didn’t matter.
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April’s air stirs in Willow-leaves, a butterfly Floats and balances.
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Traveler’s heart. Never settled long in one place. Like a portable fire.
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How I long to see among dawn flowers, the face of God.
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Around existence twine, (Oh, bridge that hangs across the gorge!) ropes of twisted vine.
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From the pine tree, learn of the pine tree; And from the bamboo, of the bamboo.
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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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The basis of art is change in the universe.
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A flute with no holes is not a flute.
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Learn the rules, and then forget them.
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Winter garden, the moon thinned to a thread, insects singing.
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He who creates three to five haiku poems during a lifetime is a haiku poet. He who attains to completes ten is a master.
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