Fresh spring! / The world is only Nine days old – / These fields and mountains!
MATSUO BASHOThe journey itself is my home.
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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Do not resemble me-Never be like a musk melon Cut in two identical halves.
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With every gust of wind, the butterfly changes its place on the willow.
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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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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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A thicket of summer grass / Is all that remains / Of the dreams of ancient warriors.
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Summer grasses — all that remains of great soldiers’ imperial dreams.
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Come out to view / the truth of flowers blooming / in poverty.
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Calm and serene The sound of a cicada Penetrates the rock.
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The temple bell stops but I still hear the sound coming out of the flowers.
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Between our two lives there is also the life of the cherry blossom.
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Clapping my hands with the echoes the summer moon begins to dawn.
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Spring rain conveyed under the trees in drops.
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April’s air stirs in Willow-leaves, a butterfly Floats and balances.
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There is nothing you can see that is not a flower; there is nothing you can think that is not the moon.
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