There is nothing you can see that is not a flower; there is nothing you can think that is not the moon.
MATSUO BASHODo not seek to follow in the footsteps of the wise. Seek what they sought.
More Matsuo Basho Quotes
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Old pond, leap-splash – a frog.
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Around existence twine, (Oh, bridge that hangs across the gorge!) ropes of twisted vine.
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Nothing in the cry of cicadas suggests they are about to die.
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Old pond, frog jumps in – plop.
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This autumn- why am I growing old? bird disappearing among clouds.
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Come, butterfly It’s late- We’ve miles to go together.
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The oak tree: not interested in cherry blossoms.
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At the ancient pond the frog plunges into the sound of water.
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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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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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Calm and serene The sound of a cicada Penetrates the rock.
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With every gust of wind, the butterfly changes its place on the willow.
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Year by year, the monkey’s mask reveals the monkey.
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On a bare branch a crow is perched – autumn evening.
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When I speak My lips feel cold – The autumn wind.
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