Summer grasses — all that remains of great soldiers’ imperial dreams.
MATSUO BASHOFirst snow-falling-on the half-finished bridge.
More Matsuo Basho Quotes
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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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Fresh spring! / The world is only Nine days old – / These fields and mountains!
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The sea darkens And a wild duck s call Is faintly white.
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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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Harvest moon: around the pond I wander and the night is gone.
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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 moon and sun are travelers through eternity. Even the years wander on. Whether drifting through life on a boat or climbing toward old age leading a horse, each day is a journey, and the journey itself is home.
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Winter garden, the moon thinned to a thread, insects singing.
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Every day is a journey, and the journey itself is home.
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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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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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Old pond, leap-splash – a frog.
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From all these trees, in the salads, the soup, everywhere, cherry blossoms fall.
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The moon is brighter since the barn burned.
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Awakened at midnight by the sound of the water jar cracking from the ice.
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