Spring rain conveyed under the trees in drops.
MATSUO BASHONot to think of yourself / as someone who did not count — / Festival of the Souls.
More Matsuo Basho Quotes
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Traveler’s heart. Never settled long in one place. Like a portable fire.
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An autumn night – don’t think your life didn’t matter.
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Learn the rules, and then forget them.
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How I long to see among dawn flowers, the face of God.
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Every moment of life is the last, every poem is a death poem.
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The haiku that reveals seventy to eighty percent of its subject is good. Those that reveal fifty to sixty percent, we never tire of.
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Year by year, the monkey’s mask reveals the monkey.
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The journey itself is my home.
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Between our two lives there is also the life of the cherry blossom.
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Go to the pine if you want to learn about the pine, or to the bamboo if you want to learn about the bamboo. And in doing so, you must leave your subjective preoccupation with yourself. Otherwise you impose yourself on the object and you do not learn.
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Plunge Deep enough in order to see something that is hidden and glimmering.
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The moon is brighter since the barn burned.
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Winter solitude- in a world of one colour the sound of the wind.
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Go to the object. Leave your subjective preoccupation with yourself. Do not impose yourself on the object. Become one with the object. Plunge deep enough into the object to see something like a hidden glimmering there.
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Sitting quietly, doing nothing, Spring comes, and the grass grows, by itself.
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