The desire to break the silence with constant human noise is, I believe, precisely an avoidance of the sacred terror of that divine encounter.
MATSUO BASHOI am one who eats breakfast gazing at morning glories.
More Matsuo Basho Quotes
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The sea darkens And a wild duck s call Is faintly white.
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No matter where your interest lies, you will not be able to accomplish anything unless you bring your deepest devotion to it.
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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 hope to have gathered To repay your kindness The willow leaves Scattered in the garden.
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Poverty’s child – he starts to grind the rice, and gazes at the moon.
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Summer grasses — all that remains of great soldiers’ imperial dreams.
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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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When composing a verse let there not be a hair’s breath separating your mind from what you write; composition of a poem must be done in an instant, like a woodcutter felling a huge tree or a swordsman leaping at a dangerous enemy.
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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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Breaking the silence Of an ancient pond, A frog jumped into water – A deep resonance.
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The moon is brighter since the barn burned.
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All my friends / viewing the moon – / an ugly bunch.
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A weathered skeleton in windy fields of memory, piercing like a knife.
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Seek not the paths of the ancients; Seek that which the ancients sought.
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Clapping my hands with the echoes the summer moon begins to dawn.
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