Around existence twine, (Oh, bridge that hangs across the gorge!) ropes of twisted vine.
MATSUO BASHO
Sadly, I part from you; Like a clam torn from its shell, I go, and autumn too.
More Matsuo Basho Quotes
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Around existence twine, (Oh, bridge that hangs across the gorge!) ropes of twisted vine.
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I felt quite at home, / As if it were mine sleeping lazily / In this house of fresh air.
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Come, see the true flowers of this pained world.
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There came a day when the clouds drifting along with the wind aroused a wanderlust in me, and I set off on a journey to roam along the seashores
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Before enlightenment, chopping wood and carrying water. After enlightenment, chopping wood and carrying water.
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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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The temple bell stops but I still hear the sound coming out of the flowers.
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Felling a tree and gazing at the cut end – tonight’s moon.
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Sitting quietly, doing nothing, Spring comes, and the grass grows, by itself.
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Farewell, my old fan. / Having scribbled on it, / What could I do but tear it / At the end of summer?
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I am one who eats breakfast gazing at morning glories.
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How I long to see among dawn flowers, the face of God.
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Make the universe your companion, always bearing in mind the true nature of things-mountains and rivers, trees and grasses, and humanity-and enjoy the falling blossoms and the scattering leaves.
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Clapping my hands with the echoes the summer moon begins to dawn.
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A thicket of summer grass / Is all that remains / Of the dreams of ancient warriors.
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This autumn- why am I growing old? bird disappearing among clouds.
MATSUO BASHO